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MY ROCK
My Rock, Perfect is his name
Beyond all fame
He has been my backbone taking me out
Of the depts of shame
He transported me to pastures green
Just so that I can become queen
Queen of my own heart, and master of my own faith
Once I dedicated my life in the space of my mind
That had been renewed to think upon his will for me
Not upon what was fantasy
Becoming to me what no one else could be
My rock and redeemer
My everything
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Carla-Dale Neptune
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