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Mid January
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No one else can judge me
Only God who reads hearts
People have abused me
When I reach fake of the facts
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If you believe you're the master
And you can judge and lead
Surely you lose the only factor
That keeps you faithful indeed
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Leave me alone fair and simple
I have to forget tens of lies
You should break your false temple
Wake up please .. open your e...
Saturday 6th April 2019 8:20 pm
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