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Liberen
I was becoming death then Jesus saved me from the devil. That beautiful red bone that I met up with every weekend. She showed me her people enslaving the souls that are waiting. Trying to steal from God, God forgive them their like children. Yet I am no angel but to the saints I'm no stranger. Y'all dig em up and bleed on them but enslaving is not saving. So she cursed my name cause I choose to walk away Yet I know I'll always love her so I accepted that pain.
