Blings of notes๐ŸŽผ๐ŸŽผ๐ŸŽป

Truth lays hold in the Vine, the branches bear the fruit like a honey bee, Let us dance as surely he plays a song for me. ever torching the flame, burning the night, as stars grab hold of the consuming light. Break a hold and forever be without fright, dashing the Thunders of piety and such, take it take it much. Be his Delight. skip across the Stars be in flight for soon the dead branches will break off in the Eternal Night. Be his love, be his life๐ŸŽน๐ŸŽผ

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