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A spot of sunlight fire-kissed my face,
High noon, the clock struck (too early for gin)
Sipping my potion (I was such a disgrace)
A waft of combustion drifted hazily in
And then, a green car drove through the lake!
About the Creator
Pamela Williams
“Suppose I had wings like the dawning day and flew across the ocean. Even then your powerful arm would guide and protect me.”
— Psalm 139:9–10, Contemporary English Version (CEV)
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