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Me me faster than the wind lord. Thou has seen my shame, for i have given more to life than i took, for thou knowst my pain, thou seest me in (Agony).
Dress my wound lord! Make my flwas beautiful lord.
Set me beside the wind and race me until i have no more shame left in me for in the lord i trust.
Take me to the sea lord, make swim faster than the fishes lord.
Make me stronger than the waves and make my pain wash all away lord.
Copyright © Christian Adeyemi | Year Posted 2017
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