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Dec 2013
Wake up, my people; life is passing by.  Are you willing to see how, to wipe a tear from someone's eye?
Look a little closer.  What do you see?  Are you available, to help others to be free?
Wake up, my people; life is passing by.  There is so much to be done, instead of watching someone die.
You may not possess much, use what's in your hand.  Many things are going on, help heal our hurting land.
By, Sandra J. Nailing
Written by
Sandra Juanita Nailing  United States
(United States)   
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