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The Year Pt 1
Thrown in at the deep end Nothing could have prepared Fast-paced Rod, no staff "so good" So much stuff Christ light snuffed Hands in cuffs No longer on my feet…
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Dependant on Your Love
I am depending on love Not the fickle, on-off type of love Not the "I hate you today, love you tomorrow" type Not the "dependant on my mood" type…