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Chuck Hunsucker
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The prayer for the Gods
I sit in the dark again as you sit near a devil.
I want to be free Free from all that is poison in your life with.
I only want what is good for you. Just knowing you is music to my sole.
Youmove me.
Your face.
Your hair.
Your lips of fair.
You bosom from the god of fertility.
Your hips your,
Fingernails.
Thor sends bolts of lightning through me.
Fri bows to you.
The sun and moon I would give to you.
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