Must I, exciting nobody, be a slight leader,
According to pain and suffering of the meal?
There was a solitary figure of importance
Hanging up its head to the heavenly sky.
Before he went, the last chance was offered in terms.
By couplets it is expressed with various hues
The next hours and nights of this blessing.
Magic is major as the riding of the horse is wild,
Minor characters have arisen for the barrier stolen.
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