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I Know Your Name was Martyred, but I gain From your defeat/demise; So I come silently to you. Help me if You can, but I dare not try to clear your name and be laughed at! I once admired, praised, followed your Steps as a Lone Stalwart, now you are seen as vegetative and stagnant?? I Me Budded and Grew, Planted seeds Internally to Sprout, And when Watered, produce And cause attention to be paid to the Things ones might have thought of but never did! God sees all. We Are Glad that you Have Planted some seeds, That may produce beyond merit. We will wait for God to pave the way, during duress, stress, ambiguity and some chaos. Life Is In Turmoil All around the globe. Men take life for granted everywhere; Not leaving God to take charge and direct everyone's path, during satan's "Evil and Principalities"!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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