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Divine mix

Divine mix,

The way I see my talented gifts,

Entwined to colour,

Combined they fit.

The reason they are so beautifully knit,

Lies not in my own conditioning but a supernatural orbit.

I sing refined,

And I write lycrics, that bring rememberance of His everlasting forfeit.

'Cause nothing compares to the majestic feast waiting behind the holy mist.


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