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Though spearmint exhales from my mouth
And the mountains freshspring washed my skin
Though raindrops surround
I fall victim to skin
Though the droplets roll down my body
And my curls are clean
Though my chest is covered and my back is bare
My wrongs are the only things I've seen
Though the colossal plants welcome me
To their paradise home
The streets is where my heart roams
Though crystal clear water fills my cups
I must go to the Lord to get cleaned up





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