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These days we see pockets of wickedness, by words and deeds, on a catastrophic level. A negative entity that is a breeding ground filled with woe, upon the land and its people.
How can we cope with the negative climate of fear and unexpectancy? We need the help of God, the true Universal Soverign, who will soon end all ruination. The need for patience, trust and faith is paramount on our part.
I hope you will enjoy reading my insightful poetic variations and provide sincere feedback.
Humble Regards,
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Acrostic poem.</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Mind_Portal/695000"><title>What Is Faith?</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Mind_Portal/695000</link><description>Have you ever felt this way about faith? 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