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even when it turns out dangerous we will ride on it even when it turns into a jungle road we will still ride on it we are expecting the bumpy roads we are expecting the sharp curves we are expecting the dusty roads this is what will make us good travelers this is what will make us experienced travelers this is our strength to the strong holds this is what we are always fighting for because we saw the northern star shining because we saw the flowers gloom because we saw the dew falling once again we started with many together we reasoned with many together we planned with many together we expected to finish with them together some left us on the way some left us untold and unaware some left us because they had no other chance here we are today here we will tell our stories here we will keep our fortress here we have nothing to hide because we found IT IT is still shining IT is unfading IT is unquenchable OUR SEARCH WAS NEVER A WASTE OF TIME
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Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 7:24 PM UTC
OUR SEARCH
even when it turns out dangerous we will ride on it even when it turns into a jungle road we will still ride on it we are expecting the bumpy roads we are expecting the sharp curves we are expecting the dusty roads this is what will make us good travelers this is what will make us experienced travelers this is our strength to the strong holds this is what we are always fighting for because we saw the northern star shining because we saw the flowers gloom because we saw the dew falling once again we started with many together we reasoned with many together we planned with many together we expected to finish with them together some left us on the way some left us untold and unaware some left us because they had no other chance here we are today here we will tell our stories here we will keep our fortress here we have nothing to hide because we found IT IT is still shining IT is unfading IT is unquenchable OUR SEARCH WAS NEVER A WASTE OF TIME
OUR SEARCH WAS NEVER A WASTE OF TIME OUR GOD STILL LIVES
raphael-opare-larbi
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Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 7:24 PM UTC
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