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Kampala, Uganda

And the choice you make, between hating and forgiving, can become the story of your life. Guantanamera. I am a truthful man From the land of the palm trees And before dying I want To share these verses of my soul. My verses are soft green My verses are also flaming crimson My verses are like a wounded deer Seeking refuge in the forest With the poor people of this earth I want to share my faith The streams of the mountains Pleases me more than the sea. Psalm 25 O my God, I trust in thee: let me not be ashamed, let not mine enemies triumph over me.