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Don't Sleep

These grasses are wet Scattered all over, harvest Our feet are bare, I know, but Don't slip. These times are stones Our faith is fire-branded, yet when tested with gold, Alike is not the same Don't flip. If the gourd isn't of God Don't…
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A million dollar vs her.

Quickly I tell the story of money and honey. Asked to choose one, a getaway from brokenness or you, I chose you. Folks queried, why her? love just isn't enough and grow up brother, you can't live life without the paper... I replied…