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Procrastinate

In the darkest hour of dawn, He will never leave you alone. Your anchor is in His word, pray, and you will be heard. No problem is to impossible, your sins are washable. Only your heart has the golden key, unlocking those troubles, and setting them free. Many a wise man has wrote, but in His book, will you find hope. Truth is a virtue that money can't buy, God will remember all those lies. Trash or treasures, it's all up to you, you are responsible for all you do. Written, and recorded in His Book Of Life, good, and evil, wrong, and right. Seek forgiveness, before it's too late, Hell will be waiting for those that procrastinate.

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