Haile I...the reason move with the season still. Dry rot uprooting inna this farmer man living as this CON-crete jungle is cold and unforgiving. One who knows how to fend for the I-self shall never be hungry,for-I-ver tilling the mental lands that H.I.M bless the InI with....Give thanks for life and life blessings one day a smile next day a tear but holding faith in KNOWING not BE-LIE-VING that InInI life is a blessing from the womb to the tomb....SELAH Selah-See-I still hailing H.I.M nuff.
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