The way people see me
I know how the limits are
but if I were to say so myself
I am a word that means no other
I feel as though I could do no bad
while others reach for the stars
I stay with the Lord
and watch my life go on with me runing it
The word that means no other is Loved
I am loved, I am amazing
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