Shuffle—one, two, three, four, five times—split the pack, turn, split again, turn a second time, then flip the first three cards on top of the table, side by side. 18 reviews. She transformed herself into Jonathan and called out to him, then, from outside the circle, playfully threw an apple to him, one from the trees that protected him. “Are you testing me, Jonathan?”, “It’s Jonny. Patrick didn’t mind. if there's one dad who accepts the saving grace of Christ and changes his whole family, or . Non-Fiction. God challenges us to change the world. We're sorry, an error occurred. It smells like piss and beer and wood wax. They glinted in the sun. And as his black eyes made their way up my body to my face, the look reflected within them wasnât the least bit tame. <333, a 1988 cryptid hunters/paranormal investigators AUJonny and Patrick drive the roads of North America–up and down the coasts, across borders, into midlands–in search of the mysterious, the unexplainable, the supernatural, the downright creepy. movies: cinderella, snow white, sleeping beauty, masterlist:ao3 || tumblr: verse tag | one: ashes | two: poison | three: thornsalternate graphics, ASHES, POISON, AND THORNS: a 1988 fairytale.created for the 2018 reel 1988 fest. New York, Print. Jonny doesn’t know how it works, but alcohol always helps. It can’t heal old (and new) wounds, or soothe deep rooted anger, or bring back a mother from the dead. The sorceress was the Queen and Patrick’s stepmother. ///. With practiced, precise, perfect movements, he fans the cards out. He kept close, looked for ways to break the curse, to free his family and defeat the Queen. The only other Walker I’ve heard about that comes here is a chick named Amelia. if there's someone who agrees that Christians don't have to be weak, either in mind, body, or soul, then undertaking this project was the right thing to do, regardless of what the world thinks is the "right time" to write a memoir. Witches are too, but then again, you do what some of them do for long enough, you become something else. Already he can feel his body starting to slot back into place. A lot of food-related stuff actually. He’s scared shitless. He ceased his hunting with members of the court, attended no parties or balls or dinners. [ ao3 ]. His hands were always dirty and there was soot on his clothes from where he slept near the chimney in the kitchens. Excerpted from THROUGH MY EYES by Tim Tebow, with Nathan Whitaker. “Are you Patrick?” he asks. Some of it positive, and some perhaps, still, not so positive. Free shipping on books, Bibles, gifts, VBS and Church Supplies of $50 or more. Jonny beams at him and not for the first time, Patrick wonders how he got so lucky that he gets to do this: chase down aliens and lake monsters and houses supposedly haunted by the ghost of a serial killer–all of it–with his best friend. The prince’s mother died in childbirth and his father, the king, remarried years later, but he, too, died not long after. . Melanie Stryder, a captured rebel, resists the takeover of her mind by Wanderer, the soul implanted in her body. When he settles back down, Patrick’s staring hard. Patrick stops shuffling and puts the pack on the table, turns the first card over—a recent Ovechkin one. Jonathan had escaped the curse and was seeking a way to break it. ... wrinkled fingers sweep through my hair and braid a small section into a crown. Written with Nathan Whitaker, the New York Times bestsellingcoauthor of Quiet Strength, with Tony Dungy, Through My Eyes givesfans a first look into the heart of an athlete whose ⦠ASHES, POISON, AND THORNS: a 1988 fairytale.created for the 2018 reel 1988 fest. She followed. He forces himself not to look, not to glance at the other corner where she’s sat. Weeks passed. He peers into the night through the door’s window. I walked the path of Warrenâs Theory and I am redeemed. One by one, Patrick’s sisters left the castle: Erica wed the king of a neighbouring kingdom, Jessica took vows as a priestess, and Jacqueline ran away the night their father died, leaving only her pet raven behind. Jonathan became utterly devoted to the Queen–steadfastly by her side, eager for any task she set out for him. All he hears is the traffic of the next street over. Some true, some not so true. It was my fave idea to come out of it and it’s popped in my head on several occasions since, so I thought, hey why not write a little something set in it. See our holiday shipping schedule to receive your gifts on time. Through My Eyes is a memoir by Ruby Bridges about her experience as one of the first young black students to attend an integrated school during the Civil Rights Movement in the 1960s. Did you just come from a crossing?”. His heartbeat picks up right away. “What are they telling you?” he asks after taking a sip of his beer. “And the King’s, of course,” she said with a small smile. “You should come to the ball,” he said. That’s what Jonny’s here for. Still recovering from a car accident that’s left him limping, he goes north to take possession of his inheritance. Beer?” He doesn’t wait for Jonny to reply. Not just from his sources. He’s never been quite able to shake off the defensive reaction. Through Eyes of Color is a contextualized guide to help you know what you believe and why. Since I first started playing high school football, a lot has been written about me. Jonny shrugs. Of course this made me think of werewolves, which in turn reminded me of this little not!fic idea from a meme last year. Patrick wants to swipe his thumb across it, run his hand in that messy hair, maybe pressed Jonny back into the bed, and see how that long, solid body of his feels against his own. But. Once again, he pulled a thread out of the air and wrapped each braid with it. His face lights up. “Call them tokens. Some positive, some not so positive. Seemed like a good assumption to make that would be you.”, Patrick cocks his head to the side. I didn’t meet you then, but she mentioned you. Vendon Wright Home. Patrick unfolds a small, velvet tablecloth and places the pack in the middle of it. It was curated from the Jude 3 Project podcast to give you a guide to answer the apologetic questions that are common in the black community. “Just knew you were a Walker from these parts. “Nah, man, I didn’t see that in the cards. “The, uh, psychic.”, [ KEEP READING UNDER THE CUT OR HERE ON AO3 ]. He shuffles them with quick, precise movements, turns three face up on the table, glances at them, and starts over. The left hand bones of five corpses who had died on the full moon.”, Jonny leans back in his chair. It also seemed like the right thing to do-perhaps in many instances to simply set the record straight-sharing my story as I see it, as I remember it, including my actual mind-set and motivation. The people of the kingdom believed the prince had run away like his sister, but in private, the Queen grew suspicious. Hasina continues the Through My Eyes narrative series, about children living in conflict zones. Rigby, 1978 - Aboriginal Australians - 189 pages. Caged. Thanks to @sorrylatenew for her help. The third is upside-down, facing Patrick, an old black and white card of a Wings player Jonny can’t read the name of before Patrick is picking them up again and starting the whole process over. “Call it an educated guess… that you more than confirmed.”. Pulling on ties to drag the other close, bridge the gap between their bodies and kiss, and fuck, and kiss some more. Ruby Bridges was six years old when she first attended elementary school in New Orleans, Louisiana; this book is a recollection of her experience as a foundational member of the Civil Rights Movement as a little girl, ⦠All he sees are shadows and trash cans. It’s an old map. He waits for Jerry to come back with his beer before speaking again, all the while watching Patrick do his thing with his cards, watching him watch the game. Then, the raven flew. The man snorts a little before turning his attention from the game to Jonny and says, “That’s me. But maybe working to restore it side by side with someone careful and beautiful—who carries his own hurts, who knows how to make green things grow—maybe, that can help. Patrick’s only 35 but he’s been thinking about retirement a lot. It's because of both those extremes of others' opinions that I felt it the natural thing to do to tell my story, written from my perspective. A small neon sign. He crosses his arms, raises an eyebrow. Find answers to some of the more asked questions. Jonathan Toews is in the business just like him, and looks to be just as deadly. For my dear @sorrylatenew‘s birthday. Through My Eyes. Chapter one of My Dark Vanessa, the ⦠When I opened my eyes, I absorbed the tremendous difference in my environment from when I had first decided to let go and see where life would take me. Psychics tend to have…” Patrick reaches under the table and pulls up a duffel bag he sets beside him. There are neon beer logos behind the bar and two ancient, gigantic straight-from-the-90s TVs mounted in the corners, both playing two different hockey games. In the middle stood a modest wood house surrounded by seven apple trees. It wasnât until 2013 that Skot Latona , Park Manager, asked me to post my images on their Facebook page. It wasn’t like he was gonna keep it a secret considering why he’s here. His hands are getting wet, sweat along his spine. Jonny stares for a second and takes a few steps back to check the name of the bar again. It's not always the easiest thing to be the center of so much spilled ink. Used with permission of HarperOne, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers. Square jaw, square chin, blue eyes. Patrick pinches his lips together. “Should be more careful,” Patrick says when he comes back to the corner booth. . She tricked Patrick. Book to be released early February. 0 Reviews. But what he did possess was a little bit of magic. Customer Service Hours: 8:00 a.m. - 5:00 p.m. CT Monday - Friday Phone: (800) 458-2772. *FREE* shipping on qualifying offers. Jonny has to physically make himself stay patient, hand on his thigh to stop his leg from jiggling. ASHES, POISON, and THORNS: a 1988 fairytale in three parts. A small neon sign. He can feel him watching his movements, wary of him the same way Jonathan is wary of the creature sitting on the other side of the cabin. He whirls around to check. When the ends of the chain touched, it glowed bright like sunlight into the darkness and then faded, only a shimmer in the air to show it was there. Please see below for details. At the ball, Jonathan lined up with all the other contestants, and, no matter the distance, his glass arrows always found their mark, never shattering, his bow as true and strong as his aim. The book was published in multiple languages including English, consists of 272 pages and is available in Hardcover format. “I’m guessing you’re not the crystal ball kind of guy.”. Citations should be used as a guideline and should be double checked for accuracy. “She wants you dead,” he said. Before the curse could take him over, he pulled a thread of his own and then fell asleep with one word upon his lips. Seeing Patrick’s body on the ground, Jonathan cried out, but before he could reach him the Queen stopped him. Tim Tebow's mom talks about growing up Tebow Tim Tebow's mother, Pam Tebow shares about her son's life - from growing up in the Philippines to playing football to Scripture memory. Read reviews from worldâs largest community for readers. Excerpts from Nature By Ralph Waldo Emerson ... and criticism. His body still has that feeling that comes with the crossing, like everything inside it is a millimeter off it’s space, and normally he’d go home and take a shower and drink a beer but. That's the nature of truth. Sleep well, little Guardian.” She tugged hard on a thread and Jonathan was wrenched back, dragged through the air and into his own chambers, in his family’s home. You read things that are critical, and it cuts you to the bone. . He wants to stay here as long as he can, until the dust he’s left behind like a goddamn trail has faded. “What makes you think they are?”, “You’re a psychic. Excerpt from Tim Tebow's book "Through My Eyes" (2011). Right away, Jonny knows it’s old, and despite himself he scoots closer. Days and nights filled with roadside motels, bigfoot, diners, ghosts, aliens and, the one constant, each other. Sharing it all-what is true and actually happened. “Was a bit busy with other things,” Jonny replies, putting his chair back in place and sitting down, angled now, so he can see the door just at the edge of his vision. Buy the Book. Patrick meets his eyes, then tips his chin towards the chair in front of him. Kind of like, faint distortions, like heat rising from the pavement but more centralized. Holding his breath, he turns his head until he can check the dark alley’s mouth from the corner of his eye. [ ao3 ]. The foregoing generations beheld God and nature face to face; we, through their eyes. “Take the prince into the woods. Then up and down the deserted road. God challenges us to change the world. My first thought was that somehow they should be shared with the park. The issue where Jonny barely escaped with his life tonight. THROUGH MY EYES (an excerpt) a 1998 urban fantasy!AU * He doesnât see the it at first. Patrick’s gaze is on him. A 1968 map of North Dakota to be exact. It’s only the wind. There’s movement at the corner of Jonny’s eye and he jerks towards it, but it’s just Jerry locking the door for the night. Through My Eyes Ruby Bridges. “I can’t really,” Patrick says. One evening, the Queen called Jonathan to her chambers. Maybe more than best friend. He had been communicating with his sisters through Jacqueline’s raven, mobilizing both knights and magic in case of a coup. They had done so until a sorceress cast a sleeping curse on their land and seized the magic and power of the wheel for herself. In between readings and talks and papers, the stretches of time where there should be nothing, they fill. As soon as he was done, he held three perfect glass arrows in his hands. It’s old. As often as he could, he visited Patrick. In 1980, nine-week-old Azaria Chamberlain was taken by a dingo from her family's tent near Uluru in Australia's remote Northern Territory. He doesn’t see the it at first. The home team’s won. Including the family manor (and the title that goes along with it) in upstate New York. The main protagonist; Hasina, epitomises the courage and hope that this series successfully embodies. As soon as the thread was taut, the bow’s pumpkin body turned into polished wood, its curve and strength perfect. He swallows. “X marks the spot,” he says, shakes the map a little, and watches Jonny follow the line Patrick’s traced with his eyes to their destination. You maybe can’t tell to which extant, or all the particular details—magical and gifted folks are nortoriously fucking shady about it all anyway—but you can tell when someone’s not a fraud. “I am a guardian.” Jonathan’s family had been guarding an ancient spinning wheel, a source of great magic, for generations. Only then did Jonathan tell Patrick everything. But first: the inter-dimensional portal in the janitor’s closet of this motel. If you knew me, it would make perfect sense.” He stops what he’s doing, pondering. But it turns out, Jonathan Toews isn’t the ordinary and good-looking dude who works at a gym and enjoys yoga Patrick’s been told he is. Patrick’s eyes sharpen on him. His chair hits the floor with how fast he stands up, a loud bang that echoes in the empty bar. The thought of going back into the night is crippling. He’s heard about Patrick from a couple of trustworthy people but it’s hard to really believe he is what he is just looking at him. Daily, during the period in which the Queen retired to her chambers before dinner, Patrick escaped to the gardens where Jonathan worked to talk to him. Talked about the young Walker with dark hair and dark eyes. Jonathan knows it’s just the wind and yet he repeats it in his head as his hands clean his rifle for the second time since sundown. “You don’t seem surprised I know about this stuff.”, “Why would I be?” Patrick says, picking the next card on top of the pile and turning it over. The danger doesn’t offer the thrill it used to and when it does, it doesn’t outweigh all the bother and pain. “I’m just the delivery guy.” He gulps the rest of his beer in one go and leans forward to set the glass carefully on the table. “Hey Jerry, bring a Guinness, will ya? Has to walk past the main door of the bar before spotting it, tucked into the lower corner of the window. “There’s something—” He stops. Also, you took a vial of fairy honey to my grandma years ago. Outside, the wind is howling, furious and terrible. “Because you were just a kid?”. I had the sunset in my eyes. So he’s been saying for the past three years, anyway. ... Our conversation about the IVF is still running through my head, and itâs hard to let go and relax. Grounds himself and leans back again in his chair. Kill him, and bring me back his heart.”. She was determined that her resultant autobiography 3-5, 6-8 X. Genre. He was the only person Patrick could call a friend. They listen to the read aloud Through My Eyes by Ruby Bridges. He’s not exactly a short guy, but he’s not exactly tall either, Jonny can tell even with both of them sitting down. There, he meets Jonny, the gardener and landscape designer his grandmother hired before her death. Through My Eyes book. “She cannot find you here, I’ve made sure of it.” So Jonathan travelled back to the castle and gave the Queen a deer’s heart in lieu of Patrick’s. Something of the old country for tonight, I think,” he adds for Jonny’s benefit. Contact. Who knows what Patrick’s seeing with his freaky psychic eyes. The place is old, and not the good kind. I close my eyes and lose myself in the simple, familiar tune. It’s only the wind. Fucking rookie mistake. This six-week journey can be done with a group or alone. He swivels to the left, to the right, and-—there! Check Out the Cover and Preview an Excerpt ⦠An excerpt from Kate Elizabeth Russellâs book, âMy Dark Vanessa,â to be published by William Morrow on March 10. Then, very gently, he plucked from the air a woolen thread with his thumb and finger and strung the bow he had carved. . I welcomed the opportunity because I saw the park as an ecosystem and how interdependent every living creature and plant in it is. Scuffed wooden bar and chairs and tables, cracked leather on the booths, walls papered with ripped off posters covered with more ripped off posters—bands, events, renaissance faire adverts, missing people, missing cats. Absolutely everything. “The crossing.”. on Wednesday, January 01, 2014 at 7:00 AM. But I had no choice. Written. A really fucking good handjob sometimes, but a handjob all the same. Through My Eyes In Through My Eyes, former University of Florida star quarterback, first round draft pick of the Denver Broncos, and devout Christian, Tim Tebow, tells the story of his faith, his life, and football. Free download or read online Through My Eyes pdf (ePUB) book. ... Those types of thoughts had ceased passing through my mind long ago. Patrick snorts. You start young and you just go on. I appreciate that you are taking this journey alongside me, and I pray that as we take this journey together, you will feel the Lord's presence along the way and that you will let Him cover you with His grace and power. He takes one last last job. The salty sting of sweat rolling into my eye roused me from a fitful nightâs sleep. Author Bio. Jonathan did know and said he would be there. And to accomplish this, He asks us to change it one life at a time. Even when he blinks, it’s there in his mind, in that fraction of a second. Considering their situation, Jonathan has to take pause. Excerpt from Tim Tebow's book "Through My Eyes" (2011). Ella Simon. Not in his world. He takes a deep breath, lets it out. There are a lot of frauds in Patrick’s line of work. Jonny startles and sits up straight again. But Patrick doesn’t even look up this time, all his attention is on Jonny, intense enough he has to work at not squirming in the face of it. I swore and peeled myself off the bed, glaring at the sun through my cabinâs tiny porthole. “Actually, that’s why I’m here,” he says. CSB Holy Land Illustrated Bible (Hardcover). You read glowing things, and it doesn't feel deserved. On November 14, 1960, a tiny six-year-old black child, surrounded by federal marshals, walked through a mob of screaming segregationists and into her school. And to accomplish this, He asks us to change it one life at a time. This left Patrick alone in the castle with his stepmother, who would sit the throne in Patrick’s name until he came of age. Overview: Students review their observations and thinking about Norman Rockwellâs 1964 painting, The Problem We all Live With, which was published in the January 14, 1964 issue of Look magazine. “I cannot kill you,” she said, “or the wheel’s magic will be lost to me, but I can send you back home to your dear mother and father. Turning toward our house on the hillside, I see movements of a different kind, tall shadows stiffly pushing through the currents. Get this from a library! Citation formats are based on standards as of July 2010. FormerUniversity of Florida star quarterback, 2010 first-round draft pick for theDenver Broncos, and devout Christian Tim Tebow tellsthe story of his faith, his life, and his career in football in Through MyEyes. She stroked his face and murmured of her plans in his ear. Jonny rolls his eyes. My brothers are awake, testing the weather. His skin prickles uncomfortably, and he can feel heat on the back of his neck. On TV, the game ends. “Let me ask you something,” Patrick says after a long silence. He must always be careful not to use too much magic, but on the day of the contest Jonathan went to the kitchen gardens and found the largest pumpkin there. Ella Simon, Through My Eyes Corner of Church and Glover Streets, Lilyfield NSW 2040 PO Box 184, Rozelle NSW 2040 Psychics are just humans with a gift. They are coming. The only person he could truly talk to other than his cold and distant stepmother or the old men of the council who told him what to do and how to think, was Jonathan. Patrick’s parents died when he was very young. “I am not a gardener,” he said. He can see it from the corner of his eye, the dust he’s trailed in—bright pink and shimmery silver at the entrance of the bar. “You want anything?” he asks Jonny in a gruff voice. . “But first, you’re gonna tell me how you can see that dust. Under the influence of Melanie's emotions, Wanderer is compelled to search for Melanie's love Jared and brother Jamie, who are still in hiding. Through my eyes. Join this young Somali refugee as she navigates her way through her new country while embracing her Somali values. It’s easy to get overwhelmed with portents and omens everywhere. How does the author create an aesthetic impact in the excerpt? Kinda put two and two together. Walkers do what Walkers do, there’s not much more to it. It’s not gonna do much at this point, he’s probably left some leading to this spot. This janky as fuck bar has just become his haven, and the frat boy psychic across the table his lifeline. Put a solo cup in his hands instead of cards and he’d look in his element at a frat party. Instead, he shoves the map he’s been working on in Jonny’s face, who blinks rapidly and has to lean back to take it in. One morning, she saw Jonathan with Patrick’s raven through her magical mirror. He’s got a plaid shirt on with the sleeves rolled up, a backwards baseball cap over dirty-blond hair curling messily at his neck. “The hockey cards? The game comes back from commercial break and Patrick’s attention is dragged back to it. He leans to the side to check behind him, and Jonny’s heart skips into his throat. Tim Tebow's mom talks about growing up Tebow. Cards are like, basic tools of the trade.”. . “Where to next?” Jonny asks, sitting on the edge of the bed in his underwear, instant coffee cup in one hand, hair dishevelled and a pillow line still across his cheek. You focus on that and, well, it helps.”, “I love hockey, man. It’s only when they do that Jonny sees the cards are hockey cards. Lev Warren witnessed me through Godâs eyes and I was no longer afraid, I was no longer hurting and I no longer felt alone. One of my own was dying from a witchâs curse, and only another witch could undo the spell. She wished to teach him to rule, to ensure his readiness, but Patrick only felt watched and restrained. He glances at the bar’s sign again. Other Books. The Surrender Experiment â Excerpt. Hasina is a 14 year old female that must live through the persecution of Rohingya Muslims in Myanmar. Note! Patrick bit into it and crumpled to the ground, poisoned. Pink and red and yellow, an eye, the words âpsychicâ in cursive. That’s where Jonny gets on his knees and puts his mouth on him while Patrick jams the k- key on his typewriter. He takes a quick glance at them—Jonny has only a second to catch sight of what they are, two of them are facing him, a Guy Lafleur Habs card, and a Crosby card from his QMJHL days. Not of the magic but of her intentions to kill him and seize the throne for herself. CHAPTER ONE. “Any light beer you have on tap, please, thank you.”. And some of it claiming to even know my mind-set and motivation. Patrick had suspected as much. BONUS: Ficlet under the cut and alternate graphic. It’s empty, except for two people—a man behind the bar, another sitting in the corner booth, watching one of the games. Patrick shakes his head. Even without them he’d know. I am using this text as a springboard for the primary social issue that the students will be exploring. What it all boils down to is that if there's one kid who keeps pushing to attain his dreams, or . “Patrick.”, ASHES, POISON, and THORNS: a 1988 fairytale // alternate graphics. Only fairies and Walkers and some witches can see that.” He’s never heard of psychics being able to see those traces before unless they’ve been given the Sight, and Patrick definitely hasn’t. “Step into my office. No, that’s just for me. Jonathan’s invitation to join him on a night hunt surprised Patrick, but he accepted, excited to spend time with his old friend. And then I made a graphic for it. For a moment that circular cavity seemed perfectly black. And I didn’t tell you my name. His father had always taught him that every one of their subjects mattered. Objects that only make sense to them, in a very personal context. But all of it is my story... As I tell my story, I hope that you will see that its true focus is on God and on those eternal values that He holds before us as beacons and benchmarks, to help us live lives of abundance that will ultimately glorify Him, while also lifting and bettering the lives of His children everywhere. By Ruby Bridges. A still, dark presence he’s refused to talk to while her brother slept off his injuries. “How did you—?” His eyes flick to the cards. Through My Eyes by Ruby Bridges allows the reader to gain insight into the author's experience of integrating an all-white school in New Orleans during the early 1960s. Has to walk past the main door of the bar before spotting it, tucked into the lower corner of the window. I wanted to write a quick something for Hawksloween because it’s Friday the 13th *and* and a full moon. She could not cross the protection circle he had cast to hide Patrick from her magic, but there were other ways to get what she wanted. Their small refuge shakes against its onslaught, drafty enough the air whistles between the boards and sounds like wolves racing across the hills, chasing their prey in the night. Ordering Christmas Gifts? From the braided vines of the pumpkin, Jonathan fashioned three arrows. There’s something hungry in the in-between. Also, yes.”. Jonathan took a step forward. Jonathan was a commoner. “You’re a Walker, it’s no surprise you’d know we exist.”. Some true, some not so true. You do know how to hunt, right?”. Are You Expecting Too Much of Your Pastor? It didn’t go well. It one kind of tool to hone our gift, but it focuses it too. “Whose arrows are these?” the Queen asked, holding them in her hands after the contest. Jonny just wants to linger. And so, Jonathan–a simple gardener and Prince Patrick’s only friend–no longer a commoner, became a Hunter, a prized member of the court. [Ella Simon] -- Authors life on Purfleet Mission (Taree, N.S.W. One day, his estranged, wealthy grandmother’s lawyer shows up to let him know she has died and has left him everything. Patrick’s eyes come back to him, but Jonny has the weird feeling his attention had never really strayed away. The lights are dim but the place isn’t. He marches to the door, banging into a couple tables on the way and swipes his foot over the area where he knows the dust is. Through My Eyes (1978) was among the first Aboriginal womenâs narratives available to a mainstream audience.1 Ella Simon, a prominent Biripi woman from Taree on the mid north coast of New South Wales, made oral recordings of her life story in 1973. Maybe. The first edition of the novel was published in May 24th 2011, and was written by Tim Tebow. 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