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When I hear the bird chirp I know there is life. When I see the stars shine I know there is hope, and when I see the trees moving at the command of the wind I know that "yes" there is a God up high that showers blessings below the skies on his beloved creatures. Even when he pours down his rain his glory with it comes. that assures me that great is the king of earth and of heaven.As he pours down his rain upon his offspring.
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John Kalu

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Wired6
<p>Nicely said John. x</p>
Wired6
<p>Nicely said John. x</p>

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