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Terry's Church

He always kept a special place within his heart for church when every time he felt that way he'd rush away in search That every time a woman yelled he wasn't up to snuff he'd go away to church that way and pray she's not enough That on his way to pray that way he'd never felt so simple When saying he himself's that way was standing up for simple That on his way to see there's more for kindness that's quite simple He knew that they were very fierce and bold enough to cripple That he would find a way to go for not to be as little When kindness for his church would say they're shelter from the whittle And Terry knew to find his way for losing pain he had When he would say the one true God is just what he'd kill sad

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Book: Shattered Sighs