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Aug 2016
Pure endless love,
Even when I'm unworthy of being called your own,
You still take my hand in yours.
Before my existence you lived,
All mighty and awesome but you adore me,
Who am I??
What makes me worthy?
Just your love shown upon the cross,
That's what makes me worthy of your love.
Tapiwa Individualist
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Tapiwa Individualist  F/Zambia
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