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[...a secret was concealed.]
it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands!
it s t r e t c h e d for centuries to a diary entry's end;
where i wrote:
you make me happy when skies are grey.
This really makes my day!! And if you could,, could you read some of my poetry? Recent stuff, I just adore your writing and when you get the time I'd love to have your opinion on mine
Again, thank you so much <3
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[link] <--- my other account
my sincerest apologies if i don't get to your work soon enough; i'm swallowed in many areas, but i promise it want to read your work and not because you asked me to -- so please know that much in your heart!
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[...a secret was concealed.]
it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands!
it s t r e t c h e d for centuries to a diary entry's end;
where i wrote:
you make me happy when skies are grey.
It's okay, I know you've been busy <3
Do what you need to first and foremost.
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[link] <--- my other account
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[...a secret was concealed.]
it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands!
it s t r e t c h e d for centuries to a diary entry's end;
where i wrote:
you make me happy when skies are grey.
I'm sure in the future it'll be brought up again, as I continue with my writing.
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[link] <--- my other account
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[...a secret was concealed.]
it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands!
it s t r e t c h e d for centuries to a diary entry's end;
where i wrote:
you make me happy when skies are grey.
Romans 8:28 "In all things God works for the good of those who love Him"
Jeremiah 29:11 "'For I know the plans I have for you,' declares the Lord, '
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[link] <--- my other account
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[...a secret was concealed.]
it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands!
it s t r e t c h e d for centuries to a diary entry's end;
where i wrote:
you make me happy when skies are grey.
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