i am nothing without my religion without my fair my faith or wisdom you might see me talking but is it worth me living if i havnt got fair religion wisdom is the end of the begining and my soul has been taken or this time i thought i was winning now i am going through registration will my name be called by the one who rose faced down and bawls and screams and cries send me back for another try request denied access denied why cant i see where are my eyes why am i naked where are my clothes and why are those things coming down yesterday powderedd my back could this be what they say will be the day of no turning back judgement day.
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