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God has made us for a purpose. No matter what we may think we are special, special in our own way. If the world asks me why I'm special, I'll say its because I'm a child of God.

Submitted:Apr 29, 2013    Reads: 9    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

The Answers, youve tried to find
Who you are, why your alive

You tried to push the world, away
The real you, you've tried to hide

Afraid to spread your wings and fly
Scared that youll be pushed aside

And even when the road get long
And even when your faith is gone

Like an eagle soaring through the sky
What would it do without its wings, it couldn't fly

Like a cyclone, crashing by
What would it be without the wind, it would die

no matter what the world may say
believe you were made for something great

Even if you don't belive
Just remember your perfect in your own way

You say your nothing special, but that's a lie
Your perfect just the way you are, the way you are


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