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I saw my spiritual mother Chia as bright as the sun and also Bochica with a face like my own I am a spiritual son, I was baker acted not acting they don't have a pill for my madness, you have to be to crazy to confront the devil they say, they tried to lock me away but I fly out of hell footprints on the sand sometimes just my hands, I used to be the one that you feared without me giving a reason and now I'm humble and quiet but if I speak you should listen, I paid a price for my preaching and I will continue believing, I'll never deny the name and I will pass it on to my children.
