I was in ignorance over you,
It was possible for him and her,
But what is the fight that is better?
There are two mouths to feed with jewels
And golden objects so delirious and right.
Why are you rich all your life?
My nation eats according to music,
Carrying the people away with glare,
Causing the accusations to be their saying.
I was ignorant and now I am glad to define
One statement overbearing and sightly.
This is richer than the pains of so river-like
Mazes? My accosting is for you,
My enjoyment partakes in your aura,
Like the wet paint of a day and night
In controllership, so that once a night would
Ignite.
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