About the great news
It is sincere news, beautiful news to borrow from the light;
About the great news
It is always a circle, it is always a sphere.
About great news
You must go to me to see if I am in knowledge of your piety.
Over in the disagreement of the soul, one is recently opposed
As the discoverer feeds me as a child.
Asking one another the new shape is a bought sacred rite,
It is like the questions of youth in arrears and affairs.
They are going to my grace,
They are afraid of the dark and me,
The very light announces, and only weakness
Is my shadow, strength is the heaven and hell.
In pairs, we astound the people of the crowd,
Making sleep and confinement a literal object.
The speech of a thousand dictators cannot compare,
Making sleep the same as rest,
Making life the same as death,
To be reconciled, like the friend of your teenage years.
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