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Mar 10
Yesterday you were black
                  
              Today you become white.

Sometimes, you wonder why you could
              
              Be dead at night and feel Alive in

The dawn like mimosa pudica.

This is because there is mercy,

                   There is grace, there is Christ

Who rescued you with the purest Blood;
                                        
                                      Costly Blood,

Not even the blood of the bull is a measure.
                     This is the reason for gratefulness.
To the followers of Jesus Christ, To those who would believe in Christ now, To those who would believe later.
Vera Ezekiel
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Vera Ezekiel  20/F/Nigeria
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