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pastor appreciation poem

do the boys and girls still go
be not angry with me
my mother taught me that every night
there are gains for all our losses
not from the whole wide world
do not turn your head
green afternoon serene and bright
soft as the bed in the earth
i've won the race
i shake my hair in the wind of morning
did you ever see an alligator
some of the hurts you have cured

 



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