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Minds Grace
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Poems As you wake to the Sun's golden ray's
the angels take note of your beautiful ways.
When it rains it comes from there tearful eyes
because even they know your beauty transcends the skies
even tho they shed those graceful tears,
they know to catch your beauty it would take a thousand years.
for some strange reason when i look at you,
my mind raced and it just jumped up and flew
