To love yourself without rhyme or reason.
Your entire life is the right season.
Growing up in a world so cold
You must not be sold,
You have to be bold.
Young and pure one must endure
The harshness of this uncaring world.
You have to be strong not to follow along
God’s path is where you belong.
It is written in many songs.
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