What the world lookalike today, into this election year is and was heavy, and solid, I wanted someone who will give up his political Oval office chair, this is your last chance, the lord is my savor to you, you're not allowed addressing a President himself alone, I realized the universe need for speed, the storylines would've been true, every vote was higher than ever, not hardly high enough by the man who takes the stand, the lord is my savor to be, the man who'll be finished of his obliviate career righthanded to let him go, his not righteously President entire state within, the lord is my savor, showing the land of free, I to see and saw our kingdom rising up toward and forward, not fallen into the pieces every single cent to keep our state happier
Written by
Michael James Brindley
6-19-20
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