So I pray to hands
And I pray to needs
"There are moments I hope she doesn't check in on..." Sam mumbled to himself, a shy smile on his face as he laughed quietly. He loved his Goddess, but there were still things that needed to be private.
This particular moment was not private, but it had the potential to swiftly become quite embarrassing. Sam clasped his hands together and standing with his feet close together, closed his eyes and sang: "I must away now, I can no longer tarry, This morning's tempest I have to cross..." His voice was soft but carried a tune, the folksy melody coming through his reedy tone.
A few lines in, he gestured to Rexanna, hoping she could find a way to join in even if she didn't know the song.
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Sam is singing this.
This particular moment was not private, but it had the potential to swiftly become quite embarrassing. Sam clasped his hands together and standing with his feet close together, closed his eyes and sang: "I must away now, I can no longer tarry, This morning's tempest I have to cross..." His voice was soft but carried a tune, the folksy melody coming through his reedy tone.
A few lines in, he gestured to Rexanna, hoping she could find a way to join in even if she didn't know the song.
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Sam is singing this.
And I pray to blades of grass
To find forgiveness in the weeds
SAMUEL
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