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Not So Private Prays

Not So Private Prays not so private prays are left to the fragile usage of unlawful bugs that settle in the community of citizens who believe they are fighting to keep there bodies and minds clean from the unclean come good poet and lend me your ear for good whispers are hardest to find? for in my civil heart there are doors, to my mind and in myself i have found a dumb slave who shouts without sound and cries to many tears must i beat this horse again and again must i, must i because your just, as in the dark, as I! - ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Not So Private Prays not so private prays (prayers) are left to the fragile usage of unlawful bugs that settle (settled) in the community of citizens who believe they are fighting to keep there (their) bodies and minds clean from the unclean come good poet and lend me your ear for good whispers are hardest to find (hear)? for in my civil heart there are doors, to my mind and in myself i (I) have found a dumb slave who shouts without sound and cries to (too) many tears must i (I) beat this horse again and again must i (I) , must i (I) because your (you're) just, as in the dark, as I! (fixed? 5-5-2017 fri)

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