This is the sound
Of a bittersweet love song
Sung with perfect pitches and melodies of no drunken miseries
I listen
For patience
No tiredness or shallow temptations
Virtue on its end, dangling
Kingdoms approaching and warriors waiting
I am a queen
Sitting on the shoulders of grace
Lovely and without price
Beauty at her knees
Waiting on my Father
Daddy-King
To see purity in Me
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