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Never Stop
Lord You never stop,
You seek the single, you search the void
Ninety nine wait till one hears Your voice
I hate messes too
What if Cerberus licks baby and mother’s
Face in hearty welcome to where none seeks it?
What to do? What to say? What to think,
As soldiers enquire “Did he really smother?”
and “Why?” Oh it causes me to tremble!
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