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Maybe it was the big full moon setting this morning to remind me but I have always loved sunrises or sunsets, especially in Colorado. Nature has this amazing way of being so beautiful that makes it untouchable; to me it was that little reminder that God was always there. Whether it was a brisk walk in the morning against the golden air and purple mountains or driving home with the sky a blaze before smoldering behind the mountains, how can you not believe in something bigger.
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(My photos never turn out so I borrowed the middle one from the internet)
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