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'God'

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I am a Man of God. I ask myself, "Are you living like a Man of God?" Humph... Something is just not right... Why are these things happening to me? Why am I hearing these voices? Get away fear!
i wrap my self up in my own love because i never found someone who could love me as much constant target on my back media telling me my black is wack but their wrong you see my black is strong
Like a baby, my first steps are difficult. I fall countless times. There are bruises and wounds to remember the struggle. And like a baby, I keep trying. Like a baby, I look ahead and find Father waiting for me.
  Feelings come and go, But God will never go.  The presences of God is like a light That shines through the night; His spirt well eliminate all my fear Its light coming from above,
At this point in my life Nothing seems to make me feel good It’s like I’m the last person In an abandoned neighborhood Friends will come Friends will go But there is one person
It's crazy. There's this thing: I possess, I implode, I am u t t e r l y surrounded by some Great-Gentle Sway. The Eternal One. Sustainer. Peace-Maker;
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