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By Jack Joseph Smith
Prayer
There on the each of time
There will be a song
like no other
It is the blessing
of the spirit
It is sometimes
the hell of the Holy Ghost
Relinquish all you have
Bury stuff and let
the wind take the rest
Then there
will be water
has seen the
other side
has gone through you
And your Best
After All
nature and God
Are what they want
The oppisite of what you think