Shadow me please, my almighty Lord. Let me walk protected, like forever by my side a sword. No more watching over my shoulder. The Mother! I will behold her. Have only peaceful dreams in my sleep. Give up the hate, your love to keep.
When the Soul Cried Out for Meaning
Thoughtful!
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