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SO MEAN WORD IN SONG


AFRICAN MUSIC CAME TO AMERICAN IN SOME MEAN WORDS. THE SOCIETIES FROM WHICH THEY HAVE BEEN TORN WERE NOT BASED OF THE WORD. THE HISTORY AND THE RELIGIOUS. THERE ARE CODED IN MY LANGUAGE OF DIFFERENT SPIRITUALS SECRETLY COMMUNICATE. WERE HEAVEN AND THE PROMISED LAND IN FOR JOY AND FREEDOM. I SEE THE GLORY IN THE AIR OVER MY HEAD, I SEE GLORY IN THE AIR AND CLOUD NOW IT MUST BE GOD SOMEWHERE UP THERE. SO WERE IS THE PEACE AND FREEDOM NOW IN MY SONG.
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