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The last incentive, souls be found in large, monopolizing's wait wrong's closeness, jeopardizing sound and even breath ways lose relate. That joint remorse, my neighbor's frowned to but cause worry, replicate my higher level, hope's astound is bartered down to captivate. The slavery of unholy bound does figure out its own remorse, tries chastity with futile ground its smallness building ~ decimates. The nothingness content to scowl and act important, underrate intimidation's constant growl the ego maniac's known gate! Were greatness but from Faith's relate or known assumptions caustic sown must change my method, contemplate and leave my brother's curse alone! Oh God, but center my ingrate to prayers console, restoring tone loss' need do reconcile abate to gather measures truth consoles! The all of mercy, healing's fate is in our own hands, carry's hone lives driven to the edge, full weight must lift together ~ to bring home ~ the love God gave us . . . . as His own!

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Date: 8/28/2014 6:14:00 PM
Just a beautiful, powerful, inspirational write! Well done. Pandita
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Paula Larson
Date: 10/1/2014 3:14:00 PM
Pandita ~ Thanks for commenting. I am a real fighter for freedom, and liberty. Where are you located? Write again! Paula

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