Love sings in the flowing river,
A source of love shines light down,
Inside the emotion of hate is a forgiver,
I adore a law saying pride of the crown.
Love flows in abundance in the throne,
For the royalty is much of my lifework,
May I enter as I urge and bemoan
And sliver like a serpent in jerk.
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