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Submitted:Jan 4, 2010    Reads: 109    Comments: 2    Likes: 3   

The mighty lord of the sky let your children prosper in a way where we are free of the evils of the men with fat wallets. Let the chosen people win and banish all hate to celebrate the wonder of God. Let there be no poverty, let us be angels on earth, let us purify the Garden and join out mighty Father who in his likeliness our chosen Children were made.


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