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Angels


Angels-

They are good people. I can consider myself to be a angel. Love to hang out with my family and friend's. I am actually the life of the party. When it's my time to go, I want to get my angel wings, and get my halo. That's what you call a real angel.

Angels-

They can't associate with demons. Jesus and his angels put Satan under the ground because he wanted to be like God. There's only one God, and his name is Jehovah. That's my Lord and Savior forever. I give back to my community, and I am a friendly women, until someone is being disrespectful to me. That's the devil trying to bring me down. SMH

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