God run your
Heavenly vacuum
Over my heart
Until it is clean
Let the dust and
dirt
Be collected in the
bag
To be disposed of
As you see fit
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Sweet dreams
Sweet dreams to you From the bottom of my heart Dream in peace Beneath the stars Sweet dreams to you From my soul Slumber now Beneath th...
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Have an idea Have a plan The wheels in your mind turning and churning Work with your idea Turn it into something fantastic
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