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Lord, In Heaven what shall I do? All I really know is to praise you Lord, Dearest God You made the flowers and the sod The rain And the dance and you heal all our pain In your own special way Lord, Keep your son Autumn safe in the Middle East And help us to feed your children without enough to eat And hear the cries of needs unmet Lord, Thank you for this day This chance Lord, Bless Mama and Papa and little Lance Lord Bless the poets And the singers and the people who know not what they do and those that sit And do nothing. Lord I worship thee. Thank you. Amen

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Date: 3/30/2009 11:22:00 PM
Wonderful and intimate write. Many blessings be with you and your gentle heart. Smiles from Lolita
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Date: 3/30/2009 1:32:00 PM
I really like it when you say Bless Mama and Papa and little Lance. You have a sweet nature Autumn. God Bless. Leon. ps I love your name
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