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"He is my shepherd I shall not want nor shall I wander from him. He is my love. He helps me when I am down." She repeated this several times looking down. "Uh.. Mom?"
This is automatic. Writing without thinking. It just flows like a river down steam. Am I making sense? Dose what I'm typing matter? No I don't think so but I will do it anyway. Type. Type. Type. Listen to me. This is automatic.