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Dear Satan. You sorry sack of crap. I smite thee. I crush your head with my heel. My God is my savior. You test me. You try me. You temp me. You shall fail. I do not fear you...I pitty you. You lost this battle long ago and regardless of what you do to my earthly body my soul shall be resurrected in Heaven in a new body. All you may do to me shall only lift His name...be for His glory and will only bring more to know Him. In the immortal words (in my mind) of Eddie Freinstein....Hey Satan...kiss it. Thank you Patrick! Lots of love and prayers!
Posted on: Wed, 09 Jul 2014 11:57:33 +0000

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