I pray, I play.
What we go by everyday.
Plenty question stacked in my head.
I ask again do I need to go through all these rough quarters.
My eyes are wide open to see the visions.
My ears are wide open to receive the message.
From slump to the throne.
Parables of the sower.
I want to germinate and originate.
I want to let life live.
They said the light passing through darkness is already shining.
May our light shine on.
The spirit is willing but the flesh is weak.
The most difficult battle to conquer.
Many get lost fighting it.
The battle of self.
How true do you want to prove it?
Can we just be on our lane without fighting each other?
What I give no one can take it away.
I'm still waiting on you.
How many chapters do I need to write more...?
thank you
love
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