Our
father
Who
art desire
Holy
are my feelings
Let
them be fulfilled
Let
me have my way
Even
if it takes taking out a little credit
Fudging edges or burning some bridges
Lead
me not into frustration
But
deliver me from guilt
For
Thine is the pleasure
And
the climax
And
the salve
And
the earplug
Forever
and ever
Amen.
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