It was a perilous knock on my heart’s door, and I knew once opened I would sweep into some catastrophic storm. Yet I trusted you one more time only to find myself stuck in some rotten grime
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I absolutely love this 😍
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Thank you so much Lisa ❤️❤️
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Now you feel free
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Thanks for your comment.
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That’s life, we all open doors sometimes desire the approaching storm only to find ourselves knee deep in snow.
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True my friend. You got the essence so well. 🌸🌸
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🙏
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🌸❤️
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Wow
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Thank you dear
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Khubsurat.👌👌
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Thanks a lot my friend
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Answer to the knock that created the door of your heart… Jesus Christ ❤
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Thanks for your comment
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Bless God!
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Amen
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Sounds like an unpleasant experience of broken trust ……
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It is succumbing to a known disaster. Haha. Thanks for reading
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Hmmm the beauty and curse of verses …can be interpreted in so many ways.
It’s a pleasure to read you 😊
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Thanks for reading 🌸😊
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I love this series.
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Thank you. I am glad you noticed
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Yup I did
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😊🌸
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Ah, yes! The trusting soul! Somehow we deceive ourselves into thinking that “this time” with the storm will be different, but it never is!! Super post!
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Beautiful words. Thanks for reading so beautifully
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