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GOD IS CALLING THE CHILD

Lie down and sleep for God hates insomnia
And perspires the rib
If's rib
And call it a challenge to tour the hills
You won't die, I swear to you
Beyond judgement are lights
Of branded Emory
A school of Doves
God is calling the child.


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GOD IS CALLING THE CHILD

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