>>4206745 (last bread)
That is me, trying with all my might to live another day, fading, reaching out to hold on. Find myself slipping away, only want to be with God, feel His joy, His peace, His Truth. Q I love you. Roust evil from earth.
>>4206745 (last bread)
That is me, trying with all my might to live another day, fading, reaching out to hold on. Find myself slipping away, only want to be with God, feel His joy, His peace, His Truth. Q I love you. Roust evil from earth.