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Point Of Grace All The World

All the world is a story All the world is a stage All the world is a canvas All the world is a page All the world is a horizon All the world is a field

All the world is a story All the world is a stage All the world is a canvas All the world is a page All the world is a horizon All the world is a field

grace Achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against the hour And assessing points to

babe 'cause I'm always on tour But my love is fucking pure and that's for sure Been around the world, feel like I've covered whole earth's surface Stressed out to the point

my world you don't hear me Lord is the light of my life and he brightens up my world, world,world,world the light of my world, my world- AHHHHH yes he

, sugar Must be the way you whisper sweet things Tender, tender, sweet, sweet nothings Must be the way you nibble on my neck And wrap your legs around me baby, all, all, all

Now, I'm sure you're all aware that this week is national gall-bladder week. so as sort of an educational feature at this point I thought I would acquaint

hordes believed all the lies now all can see: the "Hand of Darwin" rocks this human cradle-grave god is dead. god is dead. long live the Nature! fall from grace

I thought this was suppose to be about open minds and unity Not alienation, separation, who is more pc You people pointing fingers, judging others need