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Heal My Soul

Unique to the time
Different from the looking glass
I stare into abyss trying to forget my past
Tears choke my speech as I confess irrationally
Dear God save me from my evil deeds!

Blisters on my hands
Sores to my lips
Aches in my bones
Are these my punishments?

Aged beyond my years, My haggard appearance
I simply wish for peace like the minister from Providence
Dear dear lord
Understand my muddled speech
Heal my wounded soul
Know my repentance true

Blisters on my hands
Sores to my lips
Aches in my bones
Are these my punishments?

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