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You will never be a dying flower.
No swarms of sick thorns will
plague you.
He will lay his hands over
you and all that ails you will
be still waters.
All sickness will wash away and
you will rise afresh, born anew.
To sing, dance, write and ride
to the winds of life with
joy.
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Jun 21, 2018
Jun 21, 2018 at 5:29 AM UTC
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You will never be a dying flower.
No swarms of sick thorns will
plague you.
He will lay his hands over
you and all that ails you will
be still waters.
All sickness will wash away and
you will rise afresh, born anew.
To sing, dance, write and ride
to the winds of life with
joy.
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Kim, take all the time you need because nothing is
more important than your health.
You're a strong person. I believe in you.
I pray for you to have a quick recovery.
Much love, hope and blessings
Lyn ***
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