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…………..……I use to wish, to be chosen,

As a strong, vibrant—Rastafarian,

Fill with love, gratitude & greatness:

A wish, I dream of in the silence,

Of my sorrowful heart and when we parted;

I became enlighten of the sins of my thoughts,

The world and my broken heart; and I weep,

Pray, ask for pardon to the God of breath:

To the sons of light.

‘Empress Journee