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Sunday, August 16, 2015
Wisps of Cloud
There was a light mist rain behind the mountains. Wisps of cloud streamed down the front into the Somerset-West basin. Only God could paint a picture like this.
There was a light mist rain behind the mountains. Wisps of cloud streamed down the front into the Somerset-West basin. Only God could paint a picture like this.
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