Grace
Let's touch base with a thing called Grace. Something we no longer embrace, Instead we're trying to replace with this meaningless rat race.
Now Grace you don't have to chase, just retrace, you'll find it's your birthplace.
And it use to be showcased even in the workplace but now it's being erased and replaced with disgrace.
So we must put on a bold face, replace and enlace with Grace until it becomes commom place.
Be an ace join the race to bring back the wonderful face of Grace.
Copyright © Milton Robertson | Year Posted 2017
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