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Sometime I just feel like telling people who complains on their mothers hey get over it atleast you have a mother..but you can't do that because thats not fair..well it's not fair that my mother died either..but I know that if my mother lived I would probably complain a little on her too..it's soon a year since she died sometimes it doesn't feel that long and then most of the time it feels like she never existed that she was just some one I made up i my mind or something...I just feel a little off right now..maybe it because soon it will be a year since she died and I hate summer now I used to love summer this bites or maybe it something els I just don't know...
"The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures: he leads me beside still waters:
he restores my soul.He guides me in paths righteousness for his name's sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil; for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.Thou prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies: thou anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows.Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever"
"The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures: he leads me beside still waters:
he restores my soul.He guides me in paths righteousness for his name's sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil; for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.Thou prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies: thou anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows.Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever"