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I gather it the sparks that become the flames; Arise above those calling me names; I seek no disclosures, no fortune, no fame; Money Burns. It's on fire. It's a flame; I'm God's son, and I'm born; - first again, like Popeye, I am what I am; That's that all that I am; I am a child of a king; I rule that I am; I stand unopposed in sharing my heart; My heart is beating bled; running runs red; Denominational Creed instantly fed; I am not a spiritual dead; I am not ungrateful yet slew; It's more of God I crave; It's more God I am well behaved; In the light of my heart ablaze; I am on fire. I'm alert burnt my sins; Burning away; As I fly away; The dragon exists slain; I recruit my blessings I stand; Fast in Jesus' mighty name;
5/15/22 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©

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