Saturday, February 20, 2010

I’m settin the pace, waiting for him,

Gonna chase after him, he who was without a trace,

He who is my base, my one and only brace,

Waitin his grace to take me up to that prepared place

We’ll get up there in a haste, to that place with lots of space,

The place I’ll finally get to see him face to face.

I’m getting ready today, just in case.

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