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Heavenly father as I wake to this new day you have made; I thank You and your Son for the price that was paid. I know at times it may feel like I've hidden through my dismay,
Two theives of hearts, stolen at first sight by looks Looks that not only mezmorised the eye but also camouflaged true pain. The love supplied by vision and the love of beauty, the love that was once unbreakable.
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