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Oct 2018
Devine Bliss
That’s what they should call it
Life’s purest contentment comes from knowing
While also truly believing
That your destiny will align

For thoughts become reality
And prayers will no longer be requests
As all of your dreams stand before you

You, my friend, are Devine
And shall indeed bring me an endless bliss
Written by
Jeanne wegner  16/F
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