My granddad once went to a blessed land
To offer gift and visit a Holy Child
Led by a star in each of his stride
His son has had a pilgrim's trip
To repeat his father's deed
But I am confused yet
The need to go there or not
As love is transferring spirit
Since I have their blessings in my heart.///
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