In perfect harmony, God is a part of me. I'm a pillar of a foundation. God and I intertwine like sweet southern wine very tasteful before my eyes. He's my anchor in the storm, a solid rock being formed. He's giving me insight into the things above dimensions I cease to graze his gentle touch. I believe heaven's calling in hopes of perfect harmony the angels sing a soothing praise. A tune of praise as they spread their angelic wings.
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