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Tonight a bright moon
in contrast to before dawn
when the moon turned red.
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βThen God said, βLet there be lights in the firmament of the heavens to divide the day from the night; and let them be for signs and seasons, and for days and years;β. Genesisβ¬ β1β¬:β14β¬ βNKJV
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Colleen Walters
Just a girl who likes to write poems, usually inspired by events and people in my Florida life.. Always be you, because you are awesome. You matter. You are enough.. β€οΈ
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