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by Brother Jacob © 2020

I was a man in the Gerasenes region.
I was possessed by many, called Legion.
I didn't have a house, nor a room.
For I have lived with the dead, among tombs.
For many years, I was naked and alone.
I would cut myself with metal, and stones.
I was locked up by shackles, and chains.
Until the day, that Jesus came.
When Jesus arrived, the demons did whine.
And Jesus cast them, into a herd of swine.
When people saw me, what did they find?
A free man, who was clothed, and in his right mind.

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