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The SON

by brandi

The SON is Gleaming BEAMING BEAMING BEAMING! Ray after ray The SON is in my heart The SON is in my Veins Who knew the light could bring so much life A light we can gaze upon without a fight The SON shines everyday Shining bright with the price he paid He sits up high and looks down low But he shank, come back for us though
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