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Pure Communion
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Maybe it was the sounds made
without blasphemy given
Were those the thoughts of
God on the cross
His parishioners
the hymes sung
He sang for me
but not about me
With a taste of pure thoughts
on my tongue I left him to
gather his.
Maybe it was the sounds made
without blasphemy given
Were those the thoughts of
God on the cross
His parishioners
the hymes sung
He sang for me
but not about me
With a taste of pure thoughts
on my tongue I left him to
gather his.
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