Photo of 1,000 puzzle pieces that are in a pile.
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proc-ess ba-bies

Noun

  1. We are babies in life’s process. In order to grow, it’s going to take a process.

 

My little process babies

Let’s make progress baby

You’ll get better over time

But it’s a process, baby

 

You’ll find that when you climb

Far away from the pavement

Things can get strange in a way

Don’t let it turn you from the greatness

 

Climb past the danger

past the anger

And when you get there

Show pure love to haters

 

Haters gonna hate it

But that ain’t bout them

That’s about Satan — and “Good God”

 

This is for my little process babies.