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En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement avr. 18, 2025
When I think about my life, and look back a bit... All I can do is raise my hands and say THANK YOU LORD! I've been through so much, and through it all, He helped me. I'm so happy I'm a child of God. Even though I go through the darkest way, there's a resting place afterwards. Praise the Lord.
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