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Nov 2020
Til the wind blows with ****** she-wrote
Grasps your belly in front of my face
Let your spirits rise among me
Roar with thunder
This is me
My body is mine but the spirits comes with receipts
Now bow to me
Resurrection of the mind is followed by the spirit.
Written by
Toya  34/F/Philly
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