️Crowned Promises (Divine Next)

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Speak of the patterns, this you hear

The alignment of the sound

This persecution of fear

A stagnant mission without the sword of a satisfying vex 

For your spirit and the unconditional love that is in the beginning, barks at your next

The sharp and divine next

Completely naked are the jewels which are treasures 

Near and far – my compass could not dare to measure

Coming as a plane and beating the damnable dread

My promise to you is a crown upon your head

Adorned therein is of commitment and noble trust

Forsaking all that comes with the danger of cynical lust

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