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-it Has But, Been My Way-

I Wrote this one For my Son In the year 2001. . IT HAS NOT EVER BEEN MY WAY TO WANT TO CHANGE, HOW ONE BELIEVES IN THEIR TENETS OR HOW THEY THEIR DESTINIES WOULD SWAY, OR HOW THEY SHOULD DON THEIR LIFE'S GARMENTS. NOR EVER, EVEN SUGGEST IN WHO OR WHAT THEIR ROLE MODELS SHOULD BE NEITHER IN WHAT GOD OR GODS ONE CAN OR CANNOT LIFT THEIR EYES UP TO SEE. . IT HAS NOT EVER BEEN MY WAY TO TELL YOU WHAT OR WHO YOU SHOULD BE OR HOW OR WHAT YOU SHOULD SAY OR E'EN WHAT OR WHO YOU SHOULD SEE. . NOR EVER SUGGEST THAT YOU SHOULD KNOW ALL THE ANSWERS TO ALL THE MULTIPLE QUESTIONS OR PROBE AND SEE WHAT ARE YOUR CHANCES TO SOLVE AND FIND ALL THE SOLUTIONS. BUT IT HAS BEEN MY WAY TO ALLOW YOUR MIND TO ASK THE QUESTIONS TO CHOOSE AND HAVE YOUR OWN SAY AND OPEN UP YOURSELF TO YOUR OWN SUGGESTIONS. AND ASK OF YOU TO CHALLENGE MY QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS FOR MY UNDERSTANDING ONLY COMES ALONG WHEN YOUR POINT OF VIEW, MY VISION GREATLY ENCHANCES THEN IN ITS PUREST FORM, UNDERSTANDING SINGS ITS CELESTIAL SONG.

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