The illicit material is prohibited, one is forbidden to act,
As cold as glaciers and snowy mountains we act;
The religion is star-crossed, as we glance at the stars,
Hapless generosity of germs and groans, the other side.
For certain tolerances is a disease, illicit details are prohibited,
Illiterate men walk free, in regions of snow and ice.
A two-faced fellow of noticeable genius misuses the frame,
Towards us the spoken tongue is misused, and exact words of the frame.
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