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O GOD!O God! Accept me with my good and bad, O God! Accept me with my blue and red, O God! Accept me with my cry and dread, Can you please accept even when my life has no grace? And then He smiles at me with a meaning in eyes yes dear yes! I will accept you because you come from me, I will accept you because you are made of me, That's why how I can never be enemy, I will be there when you will broke and cry, I will be there when your sin make you shy, I will be there to hold your hand in your hard times, I will be there to forgive you for all your crimes, I will be there to raise you high and to let you not forget, You have your home in highest sky…. 23rd march 2005 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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