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In my dying breath, I sing out to you, Grant me this my freedom, All for you. Grant me this oh Lord in my hour of need, So that I may be faithf..

You keep me warm, Cutting through the night, Lighting my way, And sustaining life. Yet the day may come, When you flicker from existence, And ..

Blessed are those,Who write to inspire, For they have been deemed, The gift strong as fire. Though some may chose, To wield it wrongly, Other..

Thank you Nia, for your inspiration.

I am ferocious, I am brave, My mighty roar demanding respect, like a gun in your back, My soft purr, comforting to say the least, You can only try..

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