Think of me,
Think of me,
Cherish this thought,
All over this Body is my Temple,
The FATHER made the Son a Star,
All the wrong Direction,
Made the Best Correct Direction,
To tell you the story,
Lace the bad words,
Think of me,
Bless this Prince and see the Star,
Imagine the Story of the legend all written,
I find that Inner Soul,
You and I,
Thanks Dad for making this Child,
That the World's all Blessing this Child of a King., , , , , , ,
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