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For the King : by R. M. Ragnanese
No touch to let me know I am loved in such a special way.
No words to let me know someone
believes in me when my spirit has been crushed beneath my feet.
No reward for giving my best.
Just scorn and ridicule my life receives.
...
No words to let me know someone
believes in me when my spirit has been crushed beneath my feet.
No reward for giving my best.
Just scorn and ridicule my life receives.
...
