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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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