Everything and of these certainties,
when one but two relationships.
Reliance thereupon.
The staff and cup of hope.
And already it is/is it not the relationship,
which has know equal value.
And you in God he trusts, she has to have.
God can believe on your this self reliance.
And the love of she which helps us each, to have.
And on returning, find our amber waves of grain.
While crossed the ocean deep, are rich inroads.
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