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Zion's Trinity


I heard it's unusual yet beautiful That feeling to love hard Sometimes I question love and ask where does love start Where does love end I mean does love end And is love what lust is when lust plays pretend Funny thing about love is we always doubt it We don't notice when have it but we notice when we're without it I rejected it Neglected it Expected it and put up barricades so I would never have to mess with it Blessed be the child that finds and doesn't make a mess of it I heard that love was so broad you could never get the gist of it Love will come like cavalry storming upon my kingdom I'll meet love head on but I won't react defensively I'll let it take hold as it consumes me relentlessly And then I'll look up to Zion and accept what it has sent for me It'll slide across my skin and return me to my divinity Me, Her, Zion the most holy trinity
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