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Out of the garden of Adam and Eve like the bird that rose up from the red flames. There In the Garden of Paradise it was I that was given thy name. And though in Paradise I died but also there I was rebirthed And became one of Gods Greatest creations placed here on earth. From an egg that I came but over time reflected On life and change so that I could to be perfected. And like the Phoenix bird’s sweet melody I speak harmoniously of grace, peace, and love. And give you a Spoken words to reach out into the audience And touch the clouds and heavens above. I travel Light I’m swift on my feet I give you food for thought every time I speak. Out of Paradise I came searching and seeking for knowledge And every year I am renewed Growing much wiser and smelling sweeter than melon honeydew. Loving all types of harmonious music with its sweet melodies Loving everything life and love has to offer while learning to completely love me. Get ready for me to awaken and watch as I arise But just don’t get me twisted even though I’m a sight for sore eyes Because I’m electrifying, creative and also very smart But most of all I love speaking of love, joy and happiness All the matters of the Heart! AKA Paradice © Copyright 2008 |