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CORAL HULL: HOLY CITY An Angel Is Heard By The Social Worker In the beginning I will choose to leave The perfectly imagined world behind. Where love can only be taught by them. It is not the way they said it would be. The trees have greater arms than men. And the dawn is rosey edged just here. The bench seat icy beside the moss tree Our statues are leaning into the fountain From which flows all the life source. May you be whispered into a miracle. Where your prayers are shed for faith. The tip of your heart now unburdened.      This website is part of my personal testimony that has been guided by The Holy Spirit and written in Jesus' name.

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