Black, thick and slick.
And let us pray those in charge of it,
Don't allow the prices to go uncontrolled.
If they do...
All of our addictions will end.
And quick!
Those choosing to compose a calamity...
May not get that opportunity,
To exterminate who they wish.
The 'Divine' is observing all of this.
To speed up tremendous great changes,
Now!
A reduction comes to replenish and dispense,
For those new worlds!
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