Jesus
You melt the snow off my Himalayas
You take the pressure off the bottom of my sea
You fill my thin Martian air with oxygen
And you’re the breeze that blows through my Death Valley
July 26, 2021 by lamarhowell
Jesus
You melt the snow off my Himalayas
You take the pressure off the bottom of my sea
You fill my thin Martian air with oxygen
And you’re the breeze that blows through my Death Valley
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