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He makes raindrops into waves and waves into rivers. He makes rivers turn into lakes and lakes into oceans. Oceans turn into desserts and desserts become fields. Fields become plains and plains become mountains. Mountains become rock and rock becomes sand. All of this starts with one wave of His hand.

He holds power. His mind holds wisdom. Secrets are kept but not stolen. His voice is like silk, His eyes are like honey. His teeth are like milk and His cheeks are rosy. His arms show strength, He wields it all. He is commander as how we are small. He creates and we build. We are His children, His followers. He holds the secrets of the universe, not man. He is the only one capable of making mountains into rivers and rivers into oceans, and oceans into sand.

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