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Your Will We live our lives in a hurry we ask Your Will to come but if it is not there by tomorrow we help You think of one. Let me wait till tomorrow till the day is fully gone and done because Your Will is far more perferct instead of my part way one. I pray each road I walk every trail I climb I will find that Your Will has placed me there each time. rhonda ramsey cash Vote for this poem
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