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Dear Father
Father how can I be true if I am surrounded by the fake?
Father how can I be wise if I live amongst the fools?
Father can I even trust the truest soul to me?
I’ll prepare for the pain in the dreams I see,
I’ll be set free Just you wait and see,
Cause right now I’ll be trapped dreaming to be free,
Jesus be with me I am prepared to be with you,
Father I can take your hand and walk the land with you.
poem
by
Craig Edwards
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