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Martin Luther


Martin Luther King Junior won a nobel peace prize for a dream he saw with his own eyes "Let freedom ring!" was their cry. Yet people wanted him and his dream,to die Today that dream is far more true Than Martin Luther King Junior ever knew! He's probably in heaven, watching us now In peace that his dream, is ours. Wow!
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tandrango
Jesus inspired me, here is what He gave me to you, and I love it!

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