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For God know me one
Of them poor girls be
Home the setting sun
Far from new orleans.

Born to town of pines
Falls of winters to be
While world did mind
Worth to have to hear.

Of songs be in hearts
Travel across country
American dream now
Train of brave be free.

South in north be one
Share in soul of fields
Define fathers a given
As sons have to keep.

God to call me of one
As poor them girls be
Home the setting sun
Far from new orleans
Song folk traditional
To speak out of turn, before the hour, allow me to welcome dear all that minded the call to witness truth, to sure the certain under law stand to see God in word of proverb to one reason all heared for greater good of all to one hope the house of just filled the endweek to open an act upon the best as far beauty of divine principle of kindness for brother soul to keep, new session to roles take heart to part in power entrusted to serve the hour of honor to do right by fellow we are in land we love of King we have art poetry and tells to love enemy and live flowerlike to be perfect. Before breaking the seal of the letter to cause, to keep in order be to praise our fathers gods as our tradition of one we kept of freedom practice and manifest and carry out in authority of our cross a thorn from a crown to Emanuel once again, as Sealers of right to humbled a brother's brother writ the word and kindest of power to grant Fathersons to granted have. In spirit as told be e'spected and 'cerned as the Kingdom always hearts to world be ever is for since, part from evil, allow the heart a rest, recognize the year, to bless. By the hammer to fall in love of fate what The truth and time in right of all the saved. To live and let die and sing in cora grato witt to the Collector of Gods at will of worth values the time and the date to the ship Daughter of Jerusalem, the first of the one we trust in and endure with and love to mother be where home.
Hear here. The seassion be! May the day be fair and more. Be most of man be god to measure the guilt compare to world have the higher order at heart and father foremost what lessons of merci to light a candle to beat the dark in kindness all living answers to, for question give, dont ask for life get to keep. Once learned to cry. Cry never again. Love like God in nine ways a year to star a map of ships to like a home keep way be sun and north to letter find marvel at the seal break, of all what accused a child of god poor in spirit the soul of forever to be, already dressed in white for god to sin is hell to water a field to hope for god and list before opened to dare a **** to who heared and written enough torn in half for heavens favore be kept in grace of what will or wont why. For God or devil what spoke of king the coin that two sides to lack to have to know a lion a child a man should if hour to art the minutes to second coming to wave a million stars i soul to be milion days to have hundred ways and folds and times to: Gods been generous to we, heared say for all are fed. And the coin flips and lands and magic cast a ward to love by heart a hundred fold a kiss the coin to land its fruit for whoever first all the sweet to sunny or rain to  ignorance at stake n'sider nevermore be knowles mind to nevertheless inthought might to deny, bite from a bliss what ignorance the laugh of joke never heared and a world to forget never knew a hundred dreams it dreamt to have had a book of blank pages to witness a miracle at will call symethry a rose to shape a heaven verse a hymn to rise and fall to glad to all what been too have to allow heart a rest of hearts it beats laughs to voice and dreams asleep times to wake to know better for other tree there by the taste of no word to tell of what have but to compare to be best a very long word to name a soul as worst a very long time to take from death to birth as many drops to rain to be the daily bread of all apple tree of knowing to knowing better for desert of different sort to bare in surreal if soul the tree of life god picked and songbirds taught to sing a child be fed of seethrough the of light golden dawn to palms of hands have drink of grapes the wine of what gods do and immortal the core of no other tree bares for sake of love of endless to be come death over took but death one too many to live and die in romance instead of heart of gold to bet a final beat to enough to beatitude a serenade and reaper smile for the moment if wouldnt be the last wouldnt be forever and wonderful of souls tree grew a branch, to be like them.. i was recognized to be too dear to loose way to won to second born have come to win over the world. To be. I am. For the house be just
Perhaps am about my last
Round of applaous a breath
Taken and suprise as strange
sure is, ask perhaps answer.
Soul without expectations resolve and interupt in manner of miracle in the new world
A secret, allow the heart a rest
Perhaps for last its wonders
Free to interpret and translate mind to bless and a last word
To keep, in matter of universal
Perhaps this is it and no more
Whatever its worth beg to differ:
i dont want to rule the world..
Ladies and gentleman, cheers
Our tradition be part in a way
Can hurt me but never insult
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Tolerate all except bad taste
Was once to ruled the world.
As the love at first sight i had
Be the last as to know only
To know to be and soul have
If fortune for never since

For gods be to blame created
The greatest of fools a soul
Bein now the world complete
Define virtue of attraction

Soul of what a soul have be
Least a last of love a worth
Drunk aheart soul but think
To know real be such a joy.

Dont love, if can. To perhaps
Suiting less than to burdon
Dont even try thought better
Love than there be to want.
Son: which way to war?
World: asked the soldiers of grace.
Son: Song!
Men: Of those that answered the call, soldiers of named grace, answer to name: Song! If grace to ever come to peace.
Son: Men answering thousand cries heared: Word to Song!
World: Be redemption day tears of rain to water the battlefields of soul to fall in love to heart break to holy.
World: Wardone! Third age since the reason to argue dead of lesser evils to become to die in selfdestruction soul not bare to be left a place to fill not designed to backbone or future or any public reason, till public still reason lost in the new world.
Son: Wordone! Song..
World: To love match ruthless. Lamb to sent to wolf as told
Son: Name..
Men: To sing about, many
World: The singing of taught to forward to heaven costs life, the song to honor a part to own verse to forever and all, died to overcome death, till one heared to sing. Till every hear shall sing all the heavens repeat: holy! Since.
Son: The Singing Father
Father: Son every song a brother recognized the company have a tune to sing and cry to teach
World: "February Song!" At march sang: "soldier of grace!" Said: "To ask if to know to be" "which ways to war?" Kept from cold a heart of worry, nohow to be bold. With boys sang "song of name to be" Song: Brother's brother called to answer be "which ways to the world." Fathers son call: "the world to end" In the song: "singing!"
World: The february song every night a bar or drunk or old man to recall by Lord made a law to not be a night not heared honored an angel to responsible.
Angel: Song! Called on men march the mountains
Song: "Which way to Heaven"
Angel: "Here!" From a hill side told to save, for Lord pleased.
Soldiers of name: Grace: the Dom
7th Son, Lord to verse the hymn:
Its the aesir, to reason th' you
For matter of what soul
Be in due, isnt death th' could

Its the aesir, to mind honor to
To proverb a skeletons
Lived longer than any should

Its the aesir, in right of the due
To come rest th' world
As Th' Collector introduced.
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