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Dec 2017
You can't call this the worst Christmas.
It may be the saddest but never call it the worst.
God has a reason for all the things that happened.

We thought this year is going to end good,
But something came up.
Typhoon and Fire,
Floods and fires.
Some people died.
Exhausted rescuers that some people bashed.
Those firemen and volunteers should be called Saviors.

It hurts to think to those people who suffered.
The flood that came destroyed many houses and killed people.
The fire that came burned the mall that everyone goes to and no one knows if there are survivors.

Think of the families of the victims.
Imagine the panic that overcame the victims.
Think of the families who'll spend Christmas without a house.
Think of the families who'll spend Christmas missing one member.
If only I can do anything,
I'd help.
I can't help the tears rolling down my cheeks.

Even though a lot of things happened,
God has a reason and we should trust him.
We should never lose hope.
Maybe not now but this place will rise again.
This Eagle will Rise again.
We need your prayers
Scaevola Lisianthus
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Scaevola Lisianthus  F/Somewhere
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