Pure Heart
The hurt on my heart stand steel melt butter what is pure will
Up all night sound of a barrel weight of time let absolved
Morning of label feet of will content value motion accent
Rare fit God I am here a God fear man
The hurt on my heart ten and ten can’t bring my will
Up all night sound of a barrel weight of time let absolved
Pure Heart.
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