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Tuesday, January 27, 2009

As baby my head was anointed – Cold water guaranteed my soul’s safety, Grew a bit and mind anointed too – Taught to be more like Him, Less like You. Be more like Jesus – And that I may want to be, But only a charlatan can preach, Pulpits stole their air from me – Jesus thought that love would make... Sign in to see full entry.

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