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Now listen my chosen one's,
and listen very well.
There is something mighty special,
about you and they can tell.
They envy, hate and plot with others,
to try and turn you around.
But you were predestinate, my chosen one's
before the beginning of time.
Look ahead and don't look back,
the future is ours to see.
Follow the Spirit of the Lord
that dwells so close within.
Giving them the pleasure,
to see you fall and hard.
Will only make them stronger,
to go after another heart..
Take back your thorn and stand your ground,
the path that God has assign,
get on with your purpose,
pick-up your cross and wear your golden crown.
Be kind to them in everyway,
no matter how it seems,
sometime you have to get away
to keep your mind on thee.
But nevertheless my chosen one's
for all that it is worth,
don't ever give in nor ever give up,
the purpose of God to lust..
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