so in the beginning
was the word
so I was free
like a bird
yeah, poetry in motion
yeah, like water
to an ocean
I was alive
before I was born
yeah, I was a poem
before I was formed
in my parent's womb
yeah, before a song
had a tune
and my heart grew
like balloon
yeah I arrived
in a beehive
in the afternoon
and then the tables
soon turned
like heartburn
but I learned
to listen
to the kissing
of
THE KING'
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