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About This Author
 Writing poetry allows me to exercise my imagination and share it with others. I strive to write for the benefit of the reader using carnival fun mirror images of my life's experiences.
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It's not a random accident, To be in the midst of storms, While circumstances rage, We are all given a prize. Ease your troubled mind, Cast your grief aside, Gather up your worries, Rest your weary eyes. Don't miss out on today, Fretting about tomorrow, The Creator's in control, His love, brilliant as gold, For peace past understanding, Turn over your cares to Him, Be a witness to His wonder, His glorious presence behold.
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