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Jun 2019
Quite a few mistakes i've made,
proved that I am human too.
as a child I was an ol church boy,
that's just what I would do.

I grabbed my grandmas loving hand,
she'd pat me on my head.
I'd listen to the preacher preach his gospel word,
to every word he said.

I'd kneel before the greatest man,
i'd pray for everyone.
I'd feel just like i've done some good,
when his preaching
words were
done.




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   TheIdleOwl
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