Out Of Hard Rocks
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There come flowers, Green plants, pretty smiles, and Water falls of some of those of Hard rocks anywhere and everywhere... They're God's pretty making that Make our eyes enjoy them anytime... We enjoy God's pretty creation Just to thank God on His pretty making... Of course the pretty Hand of God Is behind all that is in this big universe... ______________________________________________________________________
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