THE SEED OF THE CREATION SPREADS WITH BALANCE A COMPLETE LACK FILLED WITH NATURAL TALENTS LIKE A TENT WITHIN A PALACE THE POOR MAN SIPS FROM THE CHALICE OF PEACE WITHIN MALICE SOFTEN THE CLOTHES OF CALLOUS HABITS IN THE UNKNOWN SKIES LIES THE BRIGHT SUNLIGHT OF HIGH NOON TO THE SLY MIDNIGHT OF THY MOON THE STARS CRY TO THE BEAT OF A VAPOROUS TUNE LET THE HOLY HEAT CONSUME THE STRAW OF THE WITCHES BROOM THE CRUCIFIX HAS BLOOMED.
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