Sorry friend. I forgot to tell you we aren't coming for lunch. Just hit us... both a bit warn out, and heading to bed now.
Go well. God speed, and bless you with enough.
And more than that, make you a conduit for
conducting all the things that aid his love
his water, chamber orchestra, and more...
his pow-er that enables life to live,
his rest that means a thriving peace exists,
his kind of give-ness that means he'll fore-give,
his grace that has more goodness than our lists.
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