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Jan 2013
It is thanks to God
My heavenly father
That everything exist
The good and the bad
The angels and the fallen
I'm just searching for my calling
To be the man that he wants me to be
So I open my eyes
I see what he wants me to see
A reflection of me
So I reflect on my options
Asking am I the best me
That I could possibly be
Or can I be a better me
Can I love???
When there is only hate there
Can I trust???
When I'm in a relationship that's not fair
Where can you find someone who would give their life
For your mistakes
So that you wouldn't have to pay
And when you came to that place
What would you say???
"Thank you"
Of course that's the obvious answer...
Written by
Michael A Bauseman
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   Aisha and BarelyABard
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