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A LADY NAMED RECLAMATION The lady I met on a street where sweat and hostility abounds a lady who swore she'd lead me to higher grounds she wore no masks, but swore to be my reclamation and wipe away the memory of my condemnation the lady I met on a ship crossing raging seas swore she'd teach me how to pray upon my knees and if we should be confronted by brotherhood declined she'd cleans my soul, my body and mind the lady I met promised to release me from where sin prevails the same lady who wore no silken lies,no masks nor veils I heard the words she spoke and her defined declaration because all I really prayed for was my reclamation the lady I met promised me from the very start to rid me of a sinful soul and a broken and bitter heart and after years of her preaching about holy inspiration the lady truly became my reclamation © 2013 © copyright PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~