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God's number is seven,
Satan's number is six.
Satan is quite even,
God does odd tricks.
Six plus seven is thirteen,
unlucky number of sorts.
Bad combination it seems,
extreme principled cohorts.
The Power of Holy trinity,
swift and glowing justice.
The evil of solo atrophy,
slow and evil blackness.
Satan's number is six,
God's number is seven.
Careless Immortal's antics,
Mortals carry the burden.

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