World
God didn't mean
any harm
when he let me
be born
a girl
or
a queen
or
so many things
still yet to be
unseen
or
unheard
yeah
I am
his word
or
his preferred
bird
walking around
on this ground
yeah
hoping to say
something profound
every day
yeah
no play
or
gray
yeah
just something
to stay
with you
after I'm through
here
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