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The Prayer

THE PRAYER Lord, help me to be better than myself That my today, a vision of yesterday and morrow a tea to drink When will the end come; I don’t want to know but for me-wait I thank you for the extraordinary that sometimes seem a curse Free me from my self, take me off my shell that I may know more Hurry I’m not, for heaven but make me a saint for now on earth I’ve struggled to be a god and you made me, with a price I do enjoy the race of these accolades but I want more Yahweh all I always wanted is to be the HYBRID I know man cannot be blessed twice but that is what I want To be greater than those before and still have a life Scared I am that my strength will be weakness But Lord save me from that hour, only to be a god among men All I have given, I pray you hear me for I am just being sincere It is my being humane SO HELP ME GOD

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Date: 6/2/2016 6:21:00 PM
burn out of good meditation. well-done.
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