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Feb 27
Kicked up a storm of memories
in the dust of yesterday
I wallowed, bathed and near drowned
as I breathed in each morsel
of comfort I could discern
and "But for the grace of God go I"
saved my life and set me free.
But for the grace of God go I"
Written by
nivek
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