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Setting out, what a child, my steps ahead of my mind Not a doubt till you knocked me off my paradigm Simple me only trying to see you in the stained glass I walked right past the unexpected Any way You wanna show me all Your glory anywhere You choose to speak tell Your story in the low or lofty places stranger's faces anywhere any way |
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