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Mineral Restaurant

Don"t
On the fourth
   day of summer
The Holy Ghost led
         me
to a prayer and meditation
       grotto
in Mineral behind JOHN's
       church
near the RR   track


Most lovely place
Summer school has 
already begun
   I AM
A Teacher
I Pray
in tongues
What is wrong with that
They arrested me for that


Don't ask
stupid questions.

People most got corrupted
   I trust few 
anymore.
forgive them DAH they know 
not what they do.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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