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Sandy Hook Elementary Tribute song "Heaven" by "BABY KAELY" directed an...

Oh child! They are home!

Where they have always been
gathering now all around our feet

Don't be sad child, it's all about to change
we've much to learn, its our greatest tool
Learn no more of where you'll go
imagine less of your Heaven and manifest it

Learn from the child
don't produce it as the child understands what has happened
yes they do, love is being slaughtered

Think on it no more, children
we shall rise up with wings of angels
to bring Heaven's veil up to greet such thankful lips

It is not hip
it is not legit
hypocite, snip snip

A song meant to be produced
by those who imagine the truth
the truth being spoken, Heaven is now
Up and down. Think

Teach the children to love all despite what we ignorant adults do.
We doers thinking beyond having one good reason to do so...

 
© 2015 Mark Richard Prime, I am.
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