I BELIEVE IN DESTINY.
My generation blessed for her sake
Blessed among noble women
Her womb, the womb of glory
The glory of my pride
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Broad is the road
cunning is the movement
unstable the feelings
uncountable the foot prints
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Can a man forget his soul and yet live?
Can a man forget his flesh and yet breathe?
How be a man forget His Spirit and yet love?
What a man knoweth not, how can he worship?
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Last night I had a dream
If it were a dream I don't no
But in my dream I died
A shadow murdered my pride, my dignity, my strength, my courage
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I found me when I lost YOU
A DREAM of my reality you were
I miss you only from my LIPS
I love you to CURE argument
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