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Mar 2015
Fill the gaps of my heart dear Lord,
embrace me with your loving word.
Help me stitch my broken soul
and again we’ll make them whole.

With every pain that I endure
it is You that makes me pure.
And when times get tough
Your love is enough.

J.H.
Jhoerina Honrado
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Jhoerina Honrado
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