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Most are enslaved
To things as such
From malice to envy
To the ungodly touch
They keep their minds
In gutters abound
With every curse
And every ill sound
From hate
To unbelief
They sit in circles
Applauding the Thief
Yet the lost are blind
They can see no’thing
It is the Light that will illuminate
The everlasting King.
-Jimmy Wells
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