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| Where sky and earth meet There is a beauty so rare Right before our feet Its wonders to behold The treasure that I witness Fills my heart and soul with peace Its beauty clears my mind My worries I release In awe I behold the spectacular sight Knowing each day it will repeat Never once being the same Always perfect and complete The world would be so different If it were not so complete So filled with perfection Where sky and earth meet |
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| Copyright �April 2002 Kenna Marie Clayton |
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