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God Picked me
I think God might be a little prejudice. For once he asked me to join him on his walk. Though this word. And we gave into every hearton earth. Amd noticed he needed a bit longer before my face was weeping, And before when we passed a soul wordship God would kneal down. I have to learn God adored his creation. written 12/7/08 Posted 12/27/08
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Susie Sunshine
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