Monday, August 17, 2009

Glory to You, Supreme God Most High, we may come to you in different ways, yet we were from the same clay, you had moulded and breath life into...Like little children, we clamboured and fight for their Father's Attention. Dear God, Breath your peace upon the people, you have created , that the wisdom of understanding would flourish in each and every heart and all may live as one, all colours uniting as one, all boundaries and borders demolished for ever..

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