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Where Shadows Dwell
My Tribute To America

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Wings

Everything seemed to be going well,
I was soaring through my days;
I always knew that God was there,
But I forgot to give Him praise.

Then there came a troubled time,
I could only sit and cry.
My wings had folded in the dark,
They were too weak to fly.

It seemed that God was saying,
I can surely set you free;
But child, I had to clip your wings,
So you would lean on me.

Marie Pitts

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