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May 2016
Joy.
Given by God.
In the depths of my soul.
Until it overflows
into
shouts of praise.
And dancing.
Crazy.
Songs sung loud
in praise to my
King.
My youth renewed
like the eagle's,
as I soar on freedom's wings.
JOY.
Overflowing.
The Faithful Dreamer
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The Faithful Dreamer  Canada
(Canada)   
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