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Aug 8
We act out certain ways.
We pretend in various ways.
But in his presence watch the way we change.

All negatives put to aside.
We try fighting just to be by his side.
In his presence, we will act like saints.
When in truth?
He very aware we aren't.
Okay, to the correct soul, isn't.

In his presence, all sinners will be real.
Why the saints be exposed.

This truth, we all have come to know.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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