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Jul 2015
When there's a storm or a strong wind,plants bow down to Him,
I'm inspired to do the same in my times of pain,
I will bow down to Him,
For He is my refuge,
And my comfort,
Like the grass bowing,it bends but never breaks,so will it be with me.
He is my God and my king forever,
And I will forever surrender to Him.
Tapiwa Individualist
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Tapiwa Individualist  F/Zambia
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