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Apr 2021
The pastor preaching
A church was full
It was a Sunday
In the Afternoon

Full of emotions
A faster heart beat
It was a Sunday
In the afternoon.

Searching a new pathway
Found me sitting there
It was a Sunday
In the afternoon

Not really expecting
A voice hear so bold
It was a Sunday
In the afternoon

He was clearly
Calling my name
It was a Sunday
In the afternoon.
Jorge Rangel
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Jorge Rangel  M/USA
(M/USA)   
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   Keyana Brown
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