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I yelled, "Where are you God"?
While you were hitting me. All I knew was abuse You wouldn't let me be. Where God really was I just couldn't see I thought He had turned His back giving up on me. As I was knocked down I came up on my knees. Hands folded in prayer I whispered,"My Lord please." When I turned around He was already there Holding unto my hands covering mine in prayer.
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