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Apr 2015
Dear God
Your slave is failing
She's tired of getting nowhere
What does a woman do if her faith is calling?
Guilty because her hands are *****
But swearing her heart is clean
"Go to the place where the prayers never stop roaring
And the pious woman weeps
He will never turn you away,
Spend a night with the righteous
A sinner like you, needs to sacrifice her sleep."
Simpleton
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Simpleton  U.K
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