Privilege

privilage Immune arn't I behold all boundary, have not one doubt of any of even how. Gracious are many yet few fate vow; glunched in thy urben sought not to abandon, but how can i miss thou quest to thee why shall i live, if not to thee. In yeil' thou scream has drum'd my ear to fear not, but in prayer flee. O father aeir, art thou wills not allow me; what first was mine for thy right thy privilege is yet but mine. Ofather aeir, art thou not hear whilst i in fear; tho' lonely as can be who by, as lonely as me no chance but to buy thy will shall aby; If not yet mine then thine be fine Date: September 18, 2016 Author: Talin Kalishian