When I walk with God
In the streets God
Never let me Goo
He always hold my hand
I don't it very much
But I understand where he is coming from
He wants to make sure nothing bad will happen to me
So in a way he is protecting me from danger every time that
I walk with him in the streets
God never let me Go out of his life
Because he wants me to belong in his life
And I already made a commitment with God with that isue
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