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Second Chances 2

Second Chances 2 Written: by Miracle Man 1-21-2019 Shortly after SCA Had kicked my keister, I saw my cardiologist Just one day past Easter. He dubbed me Lazarus Upon entering the room, Referring to my clinical death I had reason to presume. I can't forget this meeting Nor why I didn't die, He told me I shouldn't be here And couldn't explain why. He told Ernestine too much Was going against me to survive, But God had other plans Prayer kept me alive. Being referred to as Lazarus Still brings tears to my eyes, My leaving the hospital Was to many, a surprise. But God didn't want this To be the end of the story. He wants me to tell others, “It's my story, and HIS Glory”

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