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What ravages of spirit conjured this temptuous rage
*** But there are groceries to buy and she knows she’ll have to go home
*** She don't want nobody near but you can't get away from that they appear and disappear and they all get a string attached
*** If you've never stared off into the distance then your life is a shame and though I'll never forget your face sometimes I can't remember my name
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Joy comes from seeing the complete fulfillment of the specific purpose for which I was created and born again, not from successfully doing something of my own choosing.
