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My Savior


What job can I do for the world that would impact souls across the world?
What actions must I take in order to accomplish this extravagant dream?
I desperately want to tug at hearts, reform lives, and let those who have not experienced the true essence of life to grasp it by the horns, 
I want people to endure pure, true; caring love from a complete stranger who would not be recognized from Adam, 
I want to be able to impact their lives past the years of life expectancy,
I want to deliver glory to my Father who deserves so much more than what we as humans can ever aspire to give Him, 
My dream job is to be a TRUE servant of the upmost King,
I want to be a missionary.
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