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| Lights are gleaming near and far. I know not just where they are. Some are diamonds, sharp and bright, Piercing firmly through the night. Some are pearls with luster soft, Glowing in the hills aloft. Some are twinkling off and on! If you blink they may be gone. All together they can be Filled with charm and mystery. Praise the Lord for such a view, Shining there for me and you. | ||
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