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Blue Skies | ||
Cherish well the skies of blue. Ere you know it, they are through. Clouds can quickly come your way, Turning blue skies into gray. Even if they turn to rain, You should really not complain. For a time they showed their blue, Shining brightly there for you. If you wait they will return, And again approval earn. Praise the Lord for skies of blue And for hearts forever true. | ||
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