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BLESSED A golden sunset is fading somewhere deep off in the west. Lowering slowly, but so surely 'neath the far off western crest. I'll close my eyes to drift off seeking a little needed rest. Till the beckon of a sunrise awakens me refreshed. With each rising of the morning I'll face another daily test. Welcoming a new unknown horizon approaching my new day with zest. I'll seek out a new adventure and try to give the day my best. Thanking God for one more morning another chance, again I'm blessed. |
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