Just tell me where it hurts so that I can ease your pain. I just wanna be your peace and calm in the midst of all the rain.
Let me be the one to help you find peace of mind... removing any and all obstacles in the way of a peaceful grind. Baby, ease up on your control as I help you realign your mind, body and soul.
Though the uncertainties of this world may have your spirits unusually low, you’re an incredibly strong, black man and for that, I will always let you know... That I bow at your strength to carry on through each day... Bow at your efforts to put a smile on each face... You are worth so much more than you know... and in The Most High’s time... your grace will truly show.
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Mae Wilson
Just a free spirit attempting to find her way by making peace with her past, being happy in her present and moving on to a blissful future.
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