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Many have said, and will say Kyle, Get off your High horse! Your self Righteousness does not become you! Come lie with me, Come drink with me, Come smoke with me. They tell me Wickedness is happiness and yet they Cry, They cry the tears of wicked Happiness. I walk a higher path, a path that requires ample love and sacrifice. "Sacrifice brings forth the blessings of Heaven" Yet. sometimes blessings come in the form of opportunity. Opportunity to labor, to spread his love and never ending kindness. to do his will. I do not complain, Nor do I feign the excitement on my face. ITS REAL! To Do His Will is life Eternal. Is exaltation is freedom
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May 1, 2015
May 1, 2015 at 12:57 AM UTC
His will
Many have said, and will say Kyle, Get off your High horse! Your self Righteousness does not become you! Come lie with me, Come drink with me, Come smoke with me. They tell me Wickedness is happiness and yet they Cry, They cry the tears of wicked Happiness. I walk a higher path, a path that requires ample love and sacrifice. "Sacrifice brings forth the blessings of Heaven" Yet. sometimes blessings come in the form of opportunity. Opportunity to labor, to spread his love and never ending kindness. to do his will. I do not complain, Nor do I feign the excitement on my face. ITS REAL! To Do His Will is life Eternal. Is exaltation is freedom
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May 1, 2015
May 1, 2015 at 12:57 AM UTC
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