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Nov 2012
God
Somewhere far from here I feel your hands over me getting closer. I can't see you but I can feel you just like the wind. I can't prove you are here, but I don't need proof of your love. I know your love exists and I know that love is real. The most pure love I know. There is much to loose but there is also much to win. I won't loose this opportunity to follow your path and follow you. God, I am here awaiting your presence and your love.
The voice
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The voice  Wisconsin
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