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The First Repeat

It seems to me that being born to be first is a long journey course of first an open door of loneliness unsure steps needing to apply to your name first for whatever the worth you arrived at first pathway home but you are the first one to arrive look around for an example of my first things places people many roads leads to first is still working on me first hurts the core of my save myself being any way that is first.
My first chocolate girl walked down center stage head held leveled with the dedication of my first time bow and waltz dance in piano land. sky high  My first car was grand sharp and beaming my first time leading a 1000-voice state choir. The song was narrated by my first recitation first glance stared wide eyes it was my first time singing in an international arena of first meetings and greeting brothers and sisters through so many doors. My first look at walking through the first door is lonely by yourself. First one more time alone after everybody had to applaud softly or loudly The truth is the truth it was good to be the first.
The first time in college was so much fun. The first time became a lot of work but was the first of my first Broadcast Television Show nine years and first years of first finished. done so I became the  First Access Executive Producer of Just Praise  Productions first work first the editing board with ease not the first time. So many sounds and buttons and interpretations to learn in class quickly A finished project was the first time due soon  to air in a week first time this brought doubt to my heart but learned to cast doubt out for the first answers to God not man so learned scheduling in the studio booth scared me the first time after that my programs were aired for the first time my heart raced every week  My broadcast program Just Praise those were the all first days tried to write a  music score. My first Radio Broadcast was fun once a week aired  two years each station but the Television Broadcast too rated in the top ten no one to do the command from above When you hear the Lord's words his voice says finish and the broadcast Mike narrating about the first love of my life Jesus Christ my friend closer than anyone to know that goes with the first time anticipations of destiny request are made daily to do at first scary tears watered my eyes to anticipate first again and again and yes here again just might not sink may the swim beam the light might win might have to first see if that is life purpose first to first know how frail the flesh is so delicate so easy to tear left side walking none first for better or worst first stage door go number one door number two door number three door open some found all first for the name and......... The first kiss soulmate lips fastened content together by God created man of his creations choose choice chosen soul mates greetings give me dizzy dizzying tender trembles chills and fever and breath gets difficult to breathe and when to meet a soul mate of a quiet balance of love and caring and giving so completely you hurricane twirling love in the winds balance howling love winds blowing heavens showing colors now covenant for our God-man and women will is to be done the head becomes clear and sparkles glitters the eyes with the truth of what will never fail to stand at the door of the mate's imperfections worries first fear but perfect love cast out the first fear and to the waits for time hands with his scroll in hand arrives.
Those who can kiss the flesh of love of mate can touch the soul mate loving thoughts beloved and vibrate the love of Christ with their wife husband their partner there true love. With their mates, They have already touched a piece of heaven and lived to tell the story Amen ah...lol Amem my smile.

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