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She rises and pays for the little warmth within.

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She has another hit and the drug takes hold.

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Another man to selfishly abuse her flesh.

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He doesnt care for her, doesnt give a damn.

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This girl could be yours, shes someones you know!

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When you look at you children can you see her too?

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Our world is hurting and so full of despair.

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This girl is fictional but there is one in your city.

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Now that you know that shes down on your streets.

Will you act on behalf of Jesus to make her life complete.

Matthew fellowships in a Salvation Army church and has preached on a number of occasions. He is being trained up by the Lord to be a gifted teacher and writes new articles each week here on this site. He is Pentecostal in his giftings and yet comes from a traditional Baptist background and is open to addressing any church in Australia that would like him to preach or share with their congregation.

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