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Sep 2016
This is my last ride
I pray thee,
If I go one more round
I could waste away with the tide

This is my last ride
I pray thee,
If I go one more round
My carpals would bruise from ice

This is my last ride
I pray thee.
My body craved...
Gone are the days of my pride
Now I'm saved

This is my last ride
I pray thee,
My muscle ache
This serves me no snort and pancake
All I have the devil has come to take

This is my last round
I will lavish no more Pound
My soul is saved, heaven bound
I hear heaven choir, glorious sound

OD
not to do the evil things we do no more
Oludamilare Daniel
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Oludamilare Daniel
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