In countries of your imagination is a charity,
Positive help is a comedy of sins and drives;
Most of much is prattled on the living sphere
Called the energetic world we live in.
Strong and determined are the scary crowds,
Incredible to observe in their uniforms,
Complete in their motherly aspects
And their masterful fatherhood.
Absolute triumph escalates into the rigors
Intensely occupying the stage that we peruse
With the act of walking and standing
And then sitting with a finality about ourselves.
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