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The Redeemed

Resurrect from within the dreams I had as an infant l, in that time I saw the world only in […]

There will always be that place Somewhere between time and space where grace shines Like the efflorescent moon hanging as

6th of April 95, family in ward one is ecstatic Voices raised in praise to the almighty Phone call made

Most are Caught between the crossroads;the high roads or the narrow path Many sit by the sidewalk confused and unable

The Pride of any man should be in his Legacy, I have lived life with goal and that goal is