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Apr 2019
Thank you Lord ,
upon my brow I feel the sun. I don't know how but I must run. For time itself cannot stop fate , I hear the chime ,I can't be late, all the pain wont hold me back, to everyone who's cut my slack, may your days be bright as gold, until it is, your story's told. But for now I'm on my way, with God's speed, O' do I pray. Unto a sound I've never been, I found it once before again, upon a wish so very far , across a dream behind a star,
it was here I felt my place, there was no foul or fo to face, just the sounds of a smile, I've heard before, it's been a while.......
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BPIII  45/M/US
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