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Listen to 11:11 by Londrelle It was constantly on my playlist while I was making it through hell Most couldn't tell I look normal to them my mind still in a cell I made it out, oh God, I'm free! 1111 my wish come true is Me I surrender to thee Meaning, G.O.D, I surrender to Me 11:11 portal is open so is my heart, crown, throat, chakras they're open the incense is potent The incense is potent, my sinuses & senses are open I finished up coping & hopin' I know now I am here now 11/11, sometimes I think how? Everyday, I think wow! God is good and If You're Reading This, its BEEN understood Happy 1111, 2222, 3333, 4444, 5555, 6666, 7777, 8888, 9999, 0

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