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Dope


I'm working on it God
The message to deliver
Your word on my genes
While skipping
Every other generation
In veneration
Of your selection

As such I will do nothing
With utmost constraint
Leaving it all to you
To change the future
Bringing peace to the force
Of Nature
Upon my word

This is my feedback
To God almighty
Whose portal let me in
For a life of surprises
Where my caste out
Cast off
Steering
Into the horizon
Of hope

As they might declare in the future
That's pretty dope


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