"If God had intended me to make excuses for who I am, He would have given me better excuses." Robert Breault
Clouds drift across the sky so blue, Thoughts drift across the mind, who knew? Am I the cloud, or just the sky, Watching thoughts drift on by? The cloud may think it fills the air, But the wind whispers, "Just …
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