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Brand New Eyes


i was never that girl that thought about him or he helped me but slowly i'm beginning beginning to believe i was knew he existed that much i knew but i never knew how he blessed me i went to where people love him & respect him for the first time i realized just how much he loves everyone, and how much he cares for us all i may sin everyone does but he doesn't care he takes you in his arms and he holds you until the rough, choppy waters leave he'll answer your prayers & he'll help you find light in the darkest of hours because of God.. i believe i realized i'm so blessed
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