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No to lukewarm...
I can't be ordinary
Because I was loved extraordinary.
And the Lord was provident
to give worst in its fullness.
To instruct me
That hope
Never subdue
Even if hell come.
May be in its might
As if you lose your might
But never forget
You have a might hands to trust.
© prolific
Because I was loved extraordinary.
And the Lord was provident
to give worst in its fullness.
To instruct me
That hope
Never subdue
Even if hell come.
May be in its might
As if you lose your might
But never forget
You have a might hands to trust.
© prolific
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