Redemption Held Some Clear
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James McLain
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Redemption held some clear; unseen.
Standing out to stars within my reach.
My spirit groans from the weight of it.
Inside your wheel of oil untill my death.
Redemption two lost it's compassion,
as hope waited on the other so vain.
Action has no meaning, bless my ignorance,
as I wander around eating from your hand.
Knowing thoughts a noble and to eat with lions,
and hands so rough to sooth one tounge.
Bu şiiri puanla
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