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Buried alive not a way to die
trapped in a coffin deep in the ground unable to shout help me? Can you hear me there my mind on fire claustrophobic desperately screaming! Where are the gravediggers that they may save a life remove my organs donated to a child, her parents broken hearted unable to pray anymore waiting time away a headstone on a grave. Now a new sign appeared Jesus holding my hand I’m heaven bound my organs alive in a baby girl, my life anew as the Angel to love and guide her holding her dolly safely at home in her arms. Mom and Dad seeing a miracle their child aglow again a new heart beating the color of life by our Savior.
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