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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
If you believe you're the master
And you can judge and lead
Surely you lose the only factor
That keeps you faithful indeed
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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