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| Your are my rock to cling to in the storm.. when hate has room in my soul.. I belive and love comes back again... you are the hand that leads me truh damaged land to holy waters and rivers... beyond the sky.. over the rainbow. With you I�m not shy with you I�m the strongest. You are the one who taught me to feel as if I�m one with everything.... Innocents is you, you are totaly pure... You are my rock... |
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