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Apr 2017
Church bells ring
the lord calling you to bring your unclean soul
he that forgives all
is ready to wash you clean
take away all of your flaws
Sunday morning love is in the air
He that loves you is ready to fill your void
Protect you so you won't be destroyed
take away your emptiness
and fill you with holiness
clean your mess
while you say your grace
pray for forgiveness
he even listens to the smallest requests
Tuffy Mutombo
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Tuffy Mutombo  31/M/Maine
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