Shunned At A Funeral - Ride Through The Fields
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I don't deserve the honor
I don't earn the call
And music
I'm clay on the wheel
I don't shape it all
The potter could speak
I don't earn the call
And music
I'm clay on the wheel
I don't shape it all
The potter could speak
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