POEM: Mixed Message Clouds Posted on September 11, 2020 by B Gourley a sun-fired fringe burns in bright white a divine glow shining through the clouds meanwhile, overhead, grungy woolen clouds drift with angrier and less sacred tales to tell Share on Facebook, Twitter, Email, etc.PrintWhatsAppMoreShare on TumblrTweetRedditEmailLike Loading... Related
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The message is not a clear sign from God. Perhaps wait & patience is important
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I really like your beautiful blog. A pleasure to come stroll on your pages. A great discovery and a very interesting blog. I will come back to visit you. Do not hesitate to visit my universe. See you soon. 🙂
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thank you
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