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The stars shine bright, it led the way to the Light.
How much power do You hold that even kings bow down?
But your power seems to be a threat that it kills thousands of ones in the land,
Forcing You to move and hide.

After a long wait,
Your light once again shine
As the heavens open up,
Declaring who You are.

You tell people good news.
The Kingdom of Heaven and the King.
You answered prayers and questions,
Even the ones whose intention is to disrespect.

The Kingdom of Heaven seems to throw them off,
Once again seeing you as a threat,
A false teacher whose power came from the dark.
Yet what do they know except the lies that consumed their mind?

What kind of pain you received?
To be sold out for 30 silvers?
How hard can it be?
To take the punishments you don't deserve?

The voice of the ones you healed,
Are drowned to the ones that want you killed.
It must've been hurt,
Seeing people Tou made,
Is now want you dead.

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