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May 2017
Thanks for the struggle and pain,
If it weren't for these things,
My knees would never bend for humility,
My head would never look up crying for pity,
And my heart would never yearn for Your presence to reign.

In my weakness, Your strength is made perfect.
Written by
Sayuri143  F/Misamis Oriental
(F/Misamis Oriental)   
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