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ITS FUNNY HOW THE PEOPLE THAT HATED YOU ARE THE ONES ASKING YOU TO SAVE THEM . FROM LIEING,LAUGHING AND LAYING ON YOU, NOW THEY WANT YOU TO HELP THEM . THEY FIGHT YOU TO THE BOTTOM AND FOUND OUT THAT RASING , AND NOW THEY WANT YOU TO PREACH TO THEM TO SAVE THEM FROM THE LIFE THEIR LIVING . IF I WASNT A CHILD OF THE MOST HIGH GOD I WOULD JUST LAUGH AT THEM , BUT I JUST BOWED DOWN AND STARTED PRAYING, FOR STREANTH ,HOPE, FAITH, FOR HIS HELP TO HELP ME SAVE THEM .

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