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her play is protected 

by the worldly rejected 

pillow stained stings 

are her healing by revealing 

to her Mighty King

her pale scales failed 

her prevail 

is her focus in God’s details 

her call is to all

her anointing is His appointing 

God equipped her to be 

His ambassador to reach 

in her call of teach 

the calling on the falling 

the leaders that bleed 

in the speedy need

to plant fruitful seeds

her call is to all

her anointing is His appointing 

God equipped her to be 

His ambassador to reach 

in her call of teach

the veil tears from fail

in the midnight hour 

His Great Name remains same

the power in her play

in the day to say 

God plays stop on facade

the truth of coldly playing boldly 

her teach to reach 

the blinded breech

the wonders of His Love

is her drumming in her humming

her pendulum swings 

to the rings of His Holy Dove

her reject in locus 

because her play is His Focus

her poetic kinetic 

is His Authentic Authority

her shifted gift 

is His pleasing of her releasing 

her stand in His land

connecting His bands

her sing is cling

tightly to the right of His Wing 

her call is to all

her anointing is His appointing 

God equipped her to be 

His ambassador to reach 

in her call of teach

the folding of her controlling 

is deliberate setbacks 

in her pruning attacks

there’s beauty in humility 

eject scrutiny in unity 

it rejects day and plays night  

play the attacks in setbacks 

it’s the setup in the buildup 

her spark is play in day 

her reject is the neglect

in the dark of missed mark 

pounding sounding hisses

is the witness in her disses

in the dark and night 

God controls all the fall

call to play fight 

there is unity in humility 

God makes a way 

Always, especially today 

play yes to the tears

play yes to the years

play yes to the tweaks 

in the peaks to the valleys 

play yes to the authority of God 

reject the worldly distractions in facade 

bondages will no longer be hostages 

her spark is play in day 

her reject is the neglect

in the dark of missed mark 

her pain is His gain 

satan is secondary

in the season of temporary 

let the Holy Ghost

actuate the obedience to see His Be

her anointing in His appointing 

her pace in this race 

is her call of teach 

her see is play in free

her talk is His Walk

her Cornerstone Best

is the focal point in this test

saints need to paint 

putting Christ to play His Talk 

play His Obey today

reject flesh god of delay 

the level of pretend 

in mr. lean, mean, and glean 

featuring ms. 17

is too much to touch 

the attempt to amend 

this flesh god descend 

is truthfully the end

ms. 17 is too through

ms. 17’s see 

is the be 

in mr. mean’s not true 

ms. 17 sings the blues

the wrong ring is dead

feels like poisonous lead

wrong and strong 

is no longer playing in loop

in this troop of diluted proof 

the wrong ring is dead

reject aloof

thinking plays their sinking

no more pretend 

say goodbye ms. 17 

cause mr. mean can be freed

this facade is dead

the flesh god is lead

mr. means hues are blue

ms. 17’s hues are fire red lead

not the hue to mr. mean’s blue

fire red lead is untrue 

fire red lead is a lesson learned reason

it’s time for the expiration to this season

like a radiated rusty fire 

ashes and ashes 

dust to dust 

let the lust of ms. 17 rust 

don’t combust in this facade of trust

grab His Gills mr. mean

there’s deliverance 

in this hinderance 

called surrender 

be tender and kind

free that beautiful mind

play day to reject night 

pick up that sword and fight

become free

and who God made to be

he + He + her 

finally three strands will stir

côtes

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