Rise, Good morning, open your eyes and realize that we are more than mundane. We, the people, are hope holders and goal patrollers, destined and blessed with the gift to see the paths unfolding, let not the cracks in the sidewalks of life, keep us from strolling.
Rise, ye, human reflections of goodness, vibrant and bold, similar to the rays of the golden sun, yes behold… I’m not here to impose, so, for those who believe, yes he gave us the son.
You and me, as long as we understand and express one love, then were one, arm in arm, never to be undone. Selfish motives get held under water, until they kick no more, then we shall petition sanctity until we arrive at the gates of heaven’s floor. Mi Adore mi God who’s given me refuge and more, so I’m pro for, the spirit’s evolution, that leads to the hearts restitution, there shall be no more fading love…. – 6th Trumpet
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