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Dude Im not reading this, anymore you make me cry...
Sean used to write me poems... or he would call me in the morning to say good morning
CRAPPPP (sorry Im cutting out cuss words)
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You hear, O LORD,
the desire of the afflicted;
you encourage them,
and you listen to their cry,
defending the fatherless and the oppressed,
in order that man, who is of the earth,
may terrify no more.
Psalm 10:17-18
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