I had a feeling this was for someone else, besides me. So, I decided to post it here.
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Today, this day, those wiry choking, grippy entangling fingers lose their hold
They are broken, they are dead, they have no strength to hold you back from running on ahead.
Shrug them off and loose the bonds that tell you you must shrink
It is death that’s shrinking, and all your thinking must be renewed in truth this day. Don’t sink!
Don’t try to animate a dead man, leave him in the grave. I tell you truth:
You are the new man, the one I died to save. You are courageous, you are brave!
You are nothing this world can keep or have. I’ve made you for another, stop living like you’re Adam’s brother!
Trade your woolen sweaters and leather steppers for angelic armor made of pure gold.
You know you’re dead in me, stop trying to make it be, and run so free.
I’ve given you wings, you’re the one who sings, and brings the heavenly to earth through me.
