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Our Father

Our Father The road is slippery Black ice Seemingly at one with the surface Black ice on a black road On a black night Don’t make Wrong or right White clouds As white as cotton White clouds In a black sky Black ice on a black road On a black night Don’t make Wrong or right No way to plow it Or salt it Or need to change it All is one In heaven Hallowed be your name Your kingdom come Your will be done On earth As it is in heaven Give us this day our daily bread And forgive us our debts As we also have forgiven our debtors And lead us not into temptation But deliver us from evil. Amen

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