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Like a mute I try to speak but my voice you do not seek

U caress everyone of your own feeling

My faith in you is peeling

Damage has been done by my own

But in life I have grown

Never shall I understand

The true meaning as anyone can

So I live day by day

Learning every which way

To become what he wants me to be

Instead of what the devil dreams of me

So ill long after his desire

Instead of growing to catch his fire

Ill do what he wants me to do

And adore him in spirit and truth

Oh how ill love to be with thee

And then become one with the trinity

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