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I have a dream
But it ain't mine
I had to dig
In the owner's mine
Took a while to catch a vision,
A little longer to get a dream
I thought He was working the vision
But nay,He was working on me
He made me need what I needed
Made me want what I wanted
Got me down to~
"One thing have I desire,
That will I seek after"
I became thirsty,
To see him as The Living Water
I became hungry,
To see him as The True Bread
Had it birth through trouble
My challenges were the facilitators
To birthing a dream.
I wanted it for me,
He wanted it for him.
Until I wanted it for him,
He had me wait on him.
I'll write the vision,
Make it plain,
So in the end,
It shall speak.
Fhysx © 2016

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