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He Came Alone

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The Happiness of the Birds Is God's Gift To All People

Be One That Circumspectly Walks to Please God

Mom's Desire to Please God Is For All Time

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Give of Your Best to Jesus All the Time

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The Wallingford Saga



The Wallingfords were an aristocratic family of great wealth.
They had balls from time to time at their mansion with the name list of prominent people attending.
There was an incidence occurred that would bring them down; in society.
A son of the family was proud and determined to succeed; in his life.
The only thing he was a homosexual and found it hard to consider why.
He would invite young men to the mansion for a long period of time.
He had no morals for he was hell bent on his lifestyle at its worst.
Word got around about this son of the family named Trevor Wallingford.
He would do what came to him to the young men who went there.
They all left of course but was marred and hurt for the rest of their lives.
The Wallingford Saga came to a close when they lost their mansion and were ran out of town by the higher constituents.
The Wallingford name was looked upon with disdain.
Their family history was in ruins and all because of a son that was hell bent on doing his own thing.
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