GOD AS A VERB
If GOD himself,
Would be a verb,
I would spread my wings,
Like a bird
Freedom, freedom
At last
No Tomorrow,
No dwelling on the past
The irregularity is blind,
Nevertheless wise
Since truth should be told:
That GOD himself is kind.
Would be a verb,
I would spread my wings,
Like a bird
Freedom, freedom
At last
No Tomorrow,
No dwelling on the past
The irregularity is blind,
Nevertheless wise
Since truth should be told:
That GOD himself is kind.
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| Auteur: Asko | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 14 mei 2018 | ||
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