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Singing Song The song that wakes my heart today, Was song that blew my mind away. Long before now I must say, That’s song; I’ve long for days. But I’ve never been propitious To storm a solo so auspicious Like this very one source Which by thought, he’s success. This song is an inspiration of its own. That the composer and performers, Were not, in their looks and steps, Very easy with this stunning stunner. Avalanche of exaltation and extolment Of the Divine, the Architect and the Seer, Were in whole, parts of this cadence, That raised roofs by sparks of thunder. This song, oh, is beautiful, That the angels heard and came to town. For the creator I learnt was heal, When he penned this enchanting down. True to God who made me, Have never found handsome lyrics as his. For no matter realm the originator was, Would love a tete-a-tete with him or his. For the blessings his ink had dropped, Is a hold of more than thousand years Oh, you the faithful, this drop; Embedded verses that dry plenteous tears. The song that wakes my heart today, Was song that blew my mind away. Long before now I must say, That’s song; I’ve long for days. But I’ve never been propitious To storm a solo so auspicious Like this very one source Which by thought, he’s success. This song is an inspiration of its own: Avalanche of exaltation and extolment, That raises roofs by sparks of thunder. This song, oh, is beautiful. True to God who made me, Would love a tete-a-tete with him or his. For the blessings his ink had dropped, Embedded verses that dry plenteous tears. This song that wakes my heart today, Was song that blew my mind away. Long before now I must say, That’s song; I’ve long for days. But I’ve never been propitious To storm a solo so auspicious Like this very one source Which by thought, he’s success. Oh, you the faithful! This hold more than thousand years: Avalanche of exaltation and enrollment Of the Divine, the Architect and the Seer. True to God who made me, Have never found handsome lyrics as his. For no matter realm the originator was, Would love a tete-a-tete with him or his. 14/3/1434 ___15/1/2014 ©Abdulhafeez Oyewole.

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Singing Song

Singing Song The song that wakes my heart today, Was song that blew my mind away. Long before now I must say, That’s song; I’ve long for days. But I’ve never been propitious To storm a solo so auspicious Like this very one source Which by thought, he’s success. This song is an inspiration of its own. That the composer and performers, Were not, in their looks and steps, Very easy with this stunning stunner. Avalanche of exaltation and extolment Of the Divine, the Architect and the Seer, Were in whole, parts of this cadence, That raised roofs by sparks of thunder. This song, oh, is beautiful, That the angels heard and came to town. For the creator I learnt was heal, When he penned this enchanting down. True to God who made me, Have never found handsome lyrics as his. For no matter realm the originator was, Would love a tete-a-tete with him or his. For the blessings his ink had dropped, Is a hold of more than thousand years Oh, you the faithful, this drop; Embedded verses that dry plenteous tears. The song that wakes my heart today, Was song that blew my mind away. Long before now I must say, That’s song; I’ve long for days. But I’ve never been propitious To storm a solo so auspicious Like this very one source Which by thought, he’s success. This song is an inspiration of its own: Avalanche of exaltation and extolment, That raises roofs by sparks of thunder. This song, oh, is beautiful. True to God who made me, Would love a tete-a-tete with him or his. For the blessings his ink had dropped, Embedded verses that dry plenteous tears. This song that wakes my heart today, Was song that blew my mind away. Long before now I must say, That’s song; I’ve long for days. But I’ve never been propitious To storm a solo so auspicious Like this very one source Which by thought, he’s success. Oh, you the faithful! This hold more than thousand years: Avalanche of exaltation and enrollment Of the Divine, the Architect and the Seer. True to God who made me, Have never found handsome lyrics as his. For no matter realm the originator was, Would love a tete-a-tete with him or his. 14/3/1434 ___15/1/2014 ©Abdulhafeez Oyewole.