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The thunder trembles and I know you’re near. I brace for the whip of the wind andPsych myself up for the onslaught of the devastating downpour.Your powerful presence knows no limits.Even weighed down by our soaked shirts and shoes,I stumble while you soar.I fear the fury,the tunneling twisters,And heavy hail. And after enduring this storm
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Deep breaths required. Read Review Below Rating: ★★★★★ …it is the older Germans who were there who should feel guilt. We were not here. We ourselves did not do this. That is what a lot of us tell ourselves in regard to the 400 years of slavery, and even the continued racial segregation pre-Civil Rights







