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This is two poems in one day, but so be it. Psalm 147:4 ~ He determines the number of the stars and calls them each by name. Isaiah 40:26 ~ Lift your eyes and look to the heavens: Who created all these?
You had a certain scent, like a lingering shot of whiskey. I drew you in deep like the tide pulling in it's last wave. You scared me, but I loved it.
Is it too much to ask for the perfect fated Who said that they don’t exist some where Perfection is not over rated but created