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The poet is wondering if God is real or just an illusion. The poet is wondering if God is real or just an illusion.
As I reach my ball, I face the same choices I always have, Putting me in a fix to choose the righ... As I reach my ball, I face the same choices I always have, Putting me in a fi...
Holding the crisp notes I realize how power feels, Swaying the public to get their votes I ... Holding the crisp notes I realize how power feels, Swaying the public to g...
Up walks a man, briefcase in hand, Offers you his arm, And shatters my dreams, Up walks a man, briefcase in hand, Offers you his arm, And shatters my dre...