God lives in Heaven He waits for out prayers. Every night I send my prayer. God is waiting there. Watching over little children. He is like a wren. His angels fly around each day and night. Every morning he must fight. For the devil is in sight. God is waiting in Heaven. He helps the people when they cry. For people who disobey, they must fry
Reason for writing:
I just started writing of the one place I hope to see very soon.
Birth sign: Taurus
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