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Nov 2023
How can you say you love God and God loves you
When you're afraid of every small bump in a road
Do you feel he failed you?  

Every corner is planned and you believe you are god
No wonder you fear, Fear God and be free  baby
We all are small babies, we all play god,  we all do.
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Irving MacPherson
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