Grimacing Pilgrimage

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Life is but a lonely road

From the womb to the tomb

As you souls sole owners grows

From darkness to light

From good favor to curse

From sunlight to night

From moonlight to sun rise

From outer space to inner earth

Vibrations manifest in the universe

Locks imitating trees horticulture

Men who lack hue hoarding cultures

From a birds Eye view like soaring vultures

Funding Pentecostals so you put your life in the offering

Tryna find a piece of mind but can't divide cuz you lost it

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