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Oct 2015
I am feeble and week,
my strength go no where.
You're Lord and you are meek,
You reaches everywhere.
Come fill me totally,
even deep in my soul.
Come fill me permanently,
Come fill my empty hole.
Emmanuel Paul Conteh
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   Simon Obirek
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