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Before the sunset, God makes


Before the sunset, God makes sure you nicely tuck Before the sunrise, God makes sure you safely up When you down, he makes sure you stand tall by faith But there's a place called Heaven, that's where I'll see his face I'm very curious on what I look forward to. But never could imagine. "Instead of buying thoughts ,they rather just sell us some dreams" wasn't my passion.
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