Be still, my soul; thy God doth undertake To guide the future, as He has the past. Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake; All now mysterious shall be bright at last. Be still, my soul: the waves and winds still know His voice Who ruled them while He dwelt below.
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i miss you too like crazy. guess what i get to see you in a month and a half. i love you, and wish i was still your roommate.
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