Sunday, 31. October 2010, 03:20
When i was a child, sometime i have a terible dream, I’m a prince, but there are not any citizens but me. Wherever is broken structures, catles, walls, houses. I had a litle afraid. Sometime i dreamed i was standing in a moutain made from sand. So kiddy. But that dreams came with me so many times. What will happen?
Psalm 5:3 (NIV) In the morning, LORD, you hear my voice; in the morning I lay my requests before you and wait expectantly. Download this plugin for FREE!
