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Made in His image,
To reflect His glory,
Shiny mirrors to the heavens,
Not the distortions of the
carnival,
We are to be reflections
of God,
living life His way, and not
consider it odd.
Not beneath the big circus
tent
are we to live, but under instead
The house God sent.
2 Corinthians 3:18
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