I hold your paper airplane, with the spark in me
Written beauty remains, as I gently set it free
My love written-in, above the world to glide
Freeing us from sin, we built on the inside
I don't wanna write my life, I wanna be my life
I have no control, of what I need to be
God gave me soul, to help all see
I don't want power in my world
I want my world to empower me
An eye for an eye, makes the whole world blind
An I for an I, let's the whole world see
Grant us a third eye, so all can be free
What a gift!?!...that would be
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