Lilyann Monahan (2-10-68 / Miami)
He doesn't give me anything,
Words are all he provides
Yet my free will is lost,
Because to me he guides.
I know that meeting him was no coincidence
God made it clear to me.
And now I'm stuck with his wisdom,
That is all that I can see.
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