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My Frustrations, Twisted with Aggravations, mine wondering thoughts of 
pondering faults. Escaping from torment in the lasurrating world of corruption! In 
danger of losing my mind, in this blistering cold shrine,so diving but yet unkind. 
Touching the cross of God, hoping to feel that healing, come down the ceiling. 
Yet in dealing with the anguish so confused and distraught has got me in the 
fought. Hard to get up and fight the battle, the one thing, that has left me in the 
same place, yet right in my face. Letting go is the only hold, God help me I plead! 
Crying, Dying, Will I make it? Or just take it? Its coming no more running, save 
me! As I awake from the shake, with the light, I feel his might, so strong! It was 
that healing, it came down from the ceiling! 
I’m Free!

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