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Hillside

Updated: May 17


I spent the summer on this hill-
remembering, realizing and reflecting.

The sun shined bright on this hill-
blazing, bright and brilliant.









My faith grew stronger on this hill-
patiently, privately and prayerfully.


I wrote this poem on this hill-
broken, believing and becoming.





 
 

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