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God's Grace

I am lost without God's grace. As cocaine makes drug addicts happy, As war satisfies the appetite of an army, As meta-sensualism quenches the burnings of a nymphomaniac, God's grace is the codeine for my soul. I cannot do without it. I will seek God's grace every day until it ferries me to eternity.

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