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Breathe Out

drip me dry

from all these

carnal cases

of

spiritual

expansion

or

personal growth

or

whatever

you wanna

call it

this time

you simply

can't hide

the truth.

i'm exasperated-

tell me

what your

truth

sounds like

'cause

i keep on

confusin' it

with

what i call

truth

and, **** ain't

linin' up

right.

deliver us from

evil

in manner

and in

thought -

deliver

me

from

*****

deliveries.

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