miracle
I don't mean to condem no one to hell but hey god don't like ugly so watch what ur life spells...its all just a bowl of alphabet soup and we swimming in it...
We on a highway to heaven...
We talk about cleanliness but we all unclean like a dirty old latrine...
Father open our eyes so that where no longer blind...
Man I swear we need some miracles
In this world these people too "holy" they way too "spiritual"...
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Nate the Great
this is my life I have a few accounts on here due to my short memory and crowded mind.
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