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Love forgive and let go of all the negative feelings, they weight on life and give us no rest.
Love forgive, and feel good, do not carry heavy thoughts in your heart for they are no good.
Love forgive, let it go, do not let it keep you in a bad mood.
Love forgive and open up your heart, let it heal and make you feel well.
Love forgive and do it for you, let peace and joy grow and make the day feel swell.
Love forgive, let love grow, and let the bad go and never grow.
Love forgive for love is the key to all your joy and sweet memories.
Love you forever my love, may your day be as lovely as you are my sweet.
Lifting prayer to God, today and always.
Copyright © Janine Balistreri | Year Posted 2025
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The greed of man.
Has caused the death of many by war, abortion, and by sin.
They followed the lies of man and cost many lives.
They sent for more and more to come to work and support their lust for lies.
The lies and greed of man cost us our lives.
The lives lost from war and abortion cannot be replaced.
Greed is the root of all of our loss.
Copyright © Janine Balistreri | Year Posted 2025
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Love women for all they do.
Do not kick them around like a used pair of shoes.
Do not discard them when you are done with them, send them on a path of growth and goodness.
Give them love and support and help them grow.
Treat women with love and respect, and give them all your love and support they need.
Love and protect and give them respect.
Women have given birth to nations.
They are your partners for life.
Yes, sometimes we get tricked or deceived, but in our hearts, we truly care, I believe.
Send love around the world by showing love to women.
Lift prayers for all of our amazing women around the world.
Copyright © Janine Balistreri | Year Posted 2025
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Your gold or diamonds will never match.
All of heaven's blessing of love and pure stuff.
You live for money and for fame and for stuff that only can be claimed.
For you cannot see that this is the test.
That love and time are the test.
Given to us by the Heavens best.
For as we grow and learn our paths.
We see all the roads that can be seen for our test.
We take each step, looking for the signs that fit us best.
Hoping we pass each test.
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The culture of death has made us weak.
Like the death of the sick and meek.
Death to the unborn, by failing to make life a right.
Making us have little fight or fighters for times of fight.
Death to history by failing to teach it with respect and love and right.
Making us learn that we are less than others we fight.
Death to the needs of the citizens, by failing to make them a priority and protect them.
Leaving us weak and alone in the night.
Death to justice, by failing to give a path to justice.
Giving us no means to feel right.
Death to dreams, by not allowing citizens rights to jobs and education as a matter of rights.
Making us live outside in the cold of night.
America died by abortion and alcohol and other substances and issues.
Leaving no one alive that can carry on our plight.
Money was more important than morals.
So we cry with all of our sorrows, all through the night.
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End the death of the unborn, and protect them from receiving any harm.
Made by choice and killed by force.
We should all remember that we were once in that spot.
Love and kindness should be given to the unborn until they are born.
No harm or death should be given to someone who has never even been given the chance to live.
Stop teaching death to the unborn, declare them a gift from God.
Made in care with love and spirit, let them grow freely without any harm.
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Rainbows of love
High in the sky
Making me feel so happy and high
The colors of glory and pride
Make me feel so alive
They shine so bright with all there might
We can always feel happy upon their sight.
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My Love promises are to honor and be true, and never make me blue.
My Love makes promises that are so beautiful they make my heart pump with intense excitement.
Excitement of love and life, that make all of my fears take flight. Like the birds flying around, I feel like I am floating on air.
Like the wings of love are in flight, making everything look like sweet delight.
Love with promises are so nice, they make life have a path that we follow through all of life’s journeys.
Love is so special, it finds us in ways only God intended. Making each of us have so many special moments, bringing us to our forever love.
May all of our moments in this life, make our days sweet as my love makes me feel.
Prayers to God, today and always.
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Take your power women, and use it for good.
Remember the times that we suffered with no path to grow.
They made us work for free, and kill our children by abortion and lack of money to give birth.
They made us choose life or death, by failing to give us choices.
We needed free education, free universal daycare from birth forward, free support to help us grow.
They tricked us with words of love, yet they gloat when they tell others, they have no wife or children or lover.
They used us and sometimes abused us with tricks of love.
Sometimes they raped us, and laughed and failed to admit they put us on a negative life path.
Making our life trajectory become sad and depressed.
Remember the power within yourself, hold it close and remember the lost and the weak as you grow.
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Somewhere near, somewhere far is my love
For I do not know where
They live, but I cannot find.
They are loving, kind and true.
I can feel them under every dew
Like the mourning hew, they make me feel anew.
Their melody is like the sound of the morning bird
They have the soft sound of every nice mood
They have a hue of beauty that lights them up
Making them shine morning to night
Somewhere out there is my love, for I shall dream of them till they appear in my sight.
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