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Phenomenal changes happening in my life. Every day a new indifference turning out my guiding light. I'm trying to pull together my hopes, my plans, my dreams. And try and be the person God intended me to be. But the world is so confusing, shielding wickedness from our eyes. We fall into the Devil's snare, and our words become his lies. If we fight off the temptations of evil in this life, and follow in God's spoken words.... We could live in Peace, not strife. © on Oct 28 2001 10:00 AM PST, Kelly Brega   personal • spiritual

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