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BECOMING A MAN I OFTEN WALK ALONE AT NIGHT I THINK OF WHAT IS WRONG OR WHAT IS RIGHT SOME TIMES MY MIND JUST GOES ASTRAY I START TO THINK OF PLACES FAR AWAY I DON'T WANT TO BE FREE ALL IWANT IS YOU TO BE CLOSE TO ME I SIT AND PRAY AND HOPE FOR IT TO BE OH PLEASE MY SON COME HOME TO ME I LOOK TOWARDS THE SKY AND START TO WONDER WHY GOD MADE ME PART OF THIS HUMAN RACE AND TOWARDS HIM I TURN AND FACE SIR I AM NOT WORTHY TO SAY YOUR GRACE I THINK OF WHAT IT MIGHT HAVE BEEN I THINK OF ALL I HAVE SEEN MAYBE I WILL MAYBE I CAN MAYBE IT’S TIME FOR ME TO GROW UP AND BE THAT MAN
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May 5, 2020
May 5, 2020 at 8:03 AM UTC
BECOMING A MAN
BECOMING A MAN I OFTEN WALK ALONE AT NIGHT I THINK OF WHAT IS WRONG OR WHAT IS RIGHT SOME TIMES MY MIND JUST GOES ASTRAY I START TO THINK OF PLACES FAR AWAY I DON'T WANT TO BE FREE ALL IWANT IS YOU TO BE CLOSE TO ME I SIT AND PRAY AND HOPE FOR IT TO BE OH PLEASE MY SON COME HOME TO ME I LOOK TOWARDS THE SKY AND START TO WONDER WHY GOD MADE ME PART OF THIS HUMAN RACE AND TOWARDS HIM I TURN AND FACE SIR I AM NOT WORTHY TO SAY YOUR GRACE I THINK OF WHAT IT MIGHT HAVE BEEN I THINK OF ALL I HAVE SEEN MAYBE I WILL MAYBE I CAN MAYBE IT’S TIME FOR ME TO GROW UP AND BE THAT MAN
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May 5, 2020
May 5, 2020 at 8:03 AM UTC
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