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I've always wanted to go to church Not a hoity-toity one, Where you have to wear clothes so starched you can't breathe But one on the beach, Where you can feel the rising sun And the sand between your toes And smell the salt air And the pastor preaches love, Spinning tales about birds and bees and trees, And how our Creator love us, No Matter What I just want a church of love, not hate Where everyone is equal And everyone is loved. me.gs
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Nov 8, 2014
Nov 8, 2014 at 6:10 PM UTC
1:22 am, 8/11/14
I've always wanted to go to church Not a hoity-toity one, Where you have to wear clothes so starched you can't breathe But one on the beach, Where you can feel the rising sun And the sand between your toes And smell the salt air And the pastor preaches love, Spinning tales about birds and bees and trees, And how our Creator love us, No Matter What I just want a church of love, not hate Where everyone is equal And everyone is loved. me.gs
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Nov 8, 2014
Nov 8, 2014 at 6:10 PM UTC
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