And to none,
‘Who are you,
That you are forever, young? ‘
‘I am Love,
And have been around
Since the world begun’
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Blessed words
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Lies,
Than flies,InfectThe political sewers!Accumulate manureTo fertilizeTheir tiesWith the DevilAnd all that,Abomination, liesIn dark watersAs nations are strangledMade to disappear,As all hope dies,People strangledBy those whoWith Hell havePreferential, ties.11
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