He is the son of god
Sun God
Raised to heal
He can’t stop crawling
raised to bring back life
In the temple, dreams are coming true
Floor is Living, we depend on it
We fear them but we need them
He can’t stop crawling
on his wooden stick
He builds bridges between wisdom and healing
His friends make their way between
The two worlds
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