Rain Dance
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rain dance
Evil takes his victory lap
while ashes like confetti fall.
But demons stay their hands mid-clap,
now doubting they’ve won, after all...
For on the charred and war-stained sands,
Hope, in pink galoshes stands.
September 29, 2019
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Picture #4
Joseph May, Sponsor
Copyright © P.S. Awtry | Year Posted 2019
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