Cotton Earth's Planted Clothing Covering My Bodies Organ-
Just a plant
A covering
Picked streamed and sewn
Changed into clothes
I am naked
Yet!
I'm covered by the flower with the white ball cotton
Pure and Holy
Sometimes synthetically woven
Made unpurely
It touches my organ skin
a covering
Cotton I am naked
Then I need it not
When I'm alive in heaven
I'll no longer need earthly clothing
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