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In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to s it down on or to eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort.

I'm daugther of the King of Kings, I trust him and he loves me like no other can love. He always forgive and is there for all of us.              
If you are his son or daugther, congrulations! Don't go away of Him.                                              If you are not his son or daugther, or you don't want to be one, remember He is there, wainting for you! Just pray and tell Him you want to accept his love, and He will hear you!