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May 2015
Depression had set in
My struggles seemed like it was the end
My desperation tears poured like a fountain
It seemed I was in the valley and not on the mountain
As I prayed, my words became a Heaven relay
I was sincere from my heart
Suddenly a voice powerful as thunder spoke, “I am the living son and you are my servant being among”
Life will have boundaries once and awhile
But you must be able to adapt being the daily style
Troubles come and go
But hold on, and continue to follow salvation being the praising flow
I am the spirit that transcends in
It’s a new beginning that has truly began
The wonder of your praise
The Heavenly one that will continue to amaze
Your cries will become less flowing
Now rise up from your knees, and get going
Your soul in the right hands and place
The Devil will try to erase
But I am at your defense and the Devil will be pass tense
Your spirit is among and this is something that will always be upon.
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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