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I swear somehow your testimony

may have saved my life, before you

spoke I was holding a knife

to some ones throat, about to chop

slice and dice and shred the rest of

my life, I shook my head when I read

your book, every page had me hooked

life had me shook, like an earthquake

high up on the rector scale, you were

reading my mind and you read it well

wrote a story that only I tell

my favorite chapter is the one about

you going to hell, I could see it in my

mind vividly, the pictures moved inside

of me, capturing my thoughts of homicidal

tendencies aimed directly at my enemies

you told me how to win, by transforming

SIN into ZEN you had my ear, I was listening

discerning and burning through the

philosophy, gazing gallantly my eyes

peering through glass at the other side

stacks and piles of notebooks by my

side. light shines on the hand I write with

fingerprints all over my thumbnail

not hard to tell, dipped in the well

of youth, the fountain of proof

now you see me, now you don't

when you do, it's because of you