Growing wiser in silence adding knowledge to my stance, understanding there’s only one chance_time flying wind blowing me through every circumstance no time to grieve while aching must push forward let the dead bury the dead_flesh-heart aching, crowned from above_on a mission, arms open wide squeezing so full of love, all ere and come so short glory_yet growing in spirit and stature on and on is my story_but what is it worth until I’m gone, to be a light before the darkness that considers himself not a son of the one true ONE_ and only living God of creation I worship Creator and not his animation, all is vanity in the end_ there’ll be nothing new under the sun no matter how much time you spend.

A song of my Degrees 

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