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Let Wealth To Cure You

Make dreams of midnight sleep- the Ferrari in your head, sons and daughters gossiping on your back, and sea foam as your bed. Make them to baffle doctor. Imaging calm heart, kissing an infant's face, roaming over clouds with an immense lover in you and a sombre drink in front on the beach of love. Let them to cure pains, the scratches of uncertain world. All the wealth is your closed eyes and let ointments to do the work ... ©?Burhan

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Date: 7/29/2024 8:29:00 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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