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Mar 2013
My life.
Bless.

My love.
Bless.

There's really nothing to complain about.

My world.
Bless.

My days.
Bless.

They are enjoyed more each second, minute I'm alive.

I'm bless.
And that's not a lie.

It's a blessing to be living.
It's a blessing to be love.
And it's a blessing to know the Man above.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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