Powers go down when all are up.
Jails do not go as some are stirred.
Cosmic spells are evil rugs.
Floating voters are power grids.
XY math are estimated on z plans.
Eolithic stones are modern polls.
One daily are many pass.
Think twice but lives once.
Laps are leaping with weak knees.
Powers are sole to control our wheels.
Cogs are good to level gears.
Equal laws are fast rears.
No wait, there have mo cosmic but evil spells.
Cave down cliffs to see.
Nail down hammers are powers.
Burn to shine but are catch to throw.
Who try this and take all effects.
Lobes of powers are darted eyed.
Powers go down when all are up.
Cosmic spells are evil rugs.
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