Like a morning star,
I shall shine.
Like a morning star,
I shall draw a pattern of diamond line.
For I am freed as a slave,
So shall my feet kiss the ground of ownership.
Before the table,
So shall my lips have a taste of freedom.
Forever,
Shall I dance to rhymes of saints.
On alter,
My hands will bond to vow ever.
Oct 21, 2021
Oct 21, 2021 at 3:05 AM UTC
Like a morning star,
I shall shine.
Like a morning star,
I shall draw a pattern of diamond line.
For I am freed as a slave,
So shall my feet kiss the ground of ownership.
Before the table,
So shall my lips have a taste of freedom.
Forever,
Shall I dance to rhymes of saints.
On alter,
My hands will bond to vow ever.
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