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Dec 2014
I went down to the river now now, to see what i could see there.
There i saw a congregation, washing away all of their sins.
Drip drip,
and away they sit on the surface of the river like thick black oil.
Their sins, they float out to the sea.
I walked on over, I joined the circle, asked them if it worked,
and if it'd work for me.
The people turned, and smiled wide,
I could'a sworn they told me
"yes"
just to be polite.
But I could see it,
see the lies in their eyes.
They could see right through it, Right on through my disguise.
Cause they knew.
Yeah they knew.
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I felt like I was the devil now,
Like I was the devil in disguise.

N.H.
Nihl
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Nihl  Convict colony
(Convict colony)   
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