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DRIFT WOOD IN THE SEAS
From the depth of my deepness to the deepness of my depth of my spiritual soul I am thankful that you protected me from the fate of the storm that I knew not was coming, to enter into the reams of my life and world but yet as I faced the storms of my trails and tribulations I never truly knew how much I was in harms way in heart and soul and mind. But I am thankful that you were there to move me out of harms way and protect me from the storm for hadn't not been for you the most highest spiritual, I don't believe I would of made it through storms that had me drowning as it was pushing me farther out to sea drifting like drift wood like broken branches from a falling tree that lost its strength from a mighty old oak tree.
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