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Sleepless days, and cold winter nights. Lord, I don't always pray with all my might. I don't follow the Bible word for word. And i tend to neglect you unless there's something I can't afford.
I need to move into the city somewhere I've never been somewhere where there aren't  memories of him. Because the loneliness in well known places the silence with familiar faces
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