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temporal pursuits
my enclosed booth
my Bible, my livelihood
It's survival
now understood
when in anxiety, my place of
escape from society
I'm redefining me
here I ventilate, but God dictates
feel home free
I no longer generate, its his decree
he guides my composition
my physician, doctor, and co author
in this rhythmic opera
my happy hour, drunk in his Holy power
his kingdom is where my freedom begins
my trend, my setted tone, my embedded zone
this is where I belong
It's here where I'm premiere
my rights, my wrong, his stage, my rage,
my fights, my mind, my cage
his universe and earth
I surge, my elevation of his word
now into my isolation I merge
