Luke
I've your tub of salt
Stood in my kitchen
I hope you haven't
Gone out with a hot water bottle strapped to your chest
Cuz I love you, you're simply the best
Shall we open the curtains?
Let him in
Triplicate, sin, bin
Eternal life, choose Him, please so that he may see
What we see. Truth, love, free set me
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