ivey hopes…

Now, somebody made every natural thing
From the soul, inside out to saturn’s rings
How my baby smiles and how Ray Charles sings
Of course we were created
The clouds make rain, the ocean makes sand
The earth breathes fire, and lava makes land
Now that took a mighty hand
And a wild imagination

– Pat Green Poetry

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