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Sight blind
To be like Charles Xsavior this I did not understand, I'm more like a newborn that is learning how to stand, speaking to the sun but we speak at the same time, the spirit of Christ is hanging from my right arm, the sun casts a shadow so enormous all I see is legs, magneto takes by force temptation for me is fame, thorns on my chest the symbol alongside death, the X became a cross a holy treasure to be saved, God loves us hood niggaz to the apostles what they seek, die alongside the prophets free will so we can all speak.
