dream
god came to me in a dream and told me to wake up
i listened to him but what was i supposes to wake up to
then i realized it was the problems in the world
they bring you down of your perch
keep you in the mind set of hunger for fame
but i meditate and see that all i need is myself
so i told god i see what you want me to wake up to
so i will be the omega to corruption
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