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Our Father Who art in Heaven Hallowed be Thy name Thy Kingdom come Thy will be done on Earth as it is in Heaven Give us this day our daily Bread And forgive us our trespasses As we forgive those who trespass against us And lead us not into temptation But deliver us from evil

Amen

Jesus is Lord! Come Lord Jesus!

Come Lord Jesus! Christ is Lord!

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To pray- A Saint at war in Buchans And sunning these trees For Ukraine The distant cousin Earth by the border Resetting these poems For research and Santa Claus- Friends of chalice and transform The empathy arts And a sire of dawn Wings to the floe Earth facing sky Webwords in heat Great feats of day Riding the coattails by running A seat for an island Anyone’s know to be free Pie days and currant A sympathy can into verse High fields of sundry An innocence clone by disperse Cheers of the good And wood to word in Shalom Priests for the cover of hand Nights in the tower and Holy An innocence tour of our fame And mystery new The prize is this way Six to the West Tall as the forest unstir Direct states of wonder Under this water A light to the World beget Anew and a blast Year ahead and married Shine to the radar and through Interior bay apprehend As a cousin of mine, the Water Earth knew this man of respect His name on the rock- as we dig Umber rain And solace to know Earth shapes the isle As our wonder, The Sun Curious grey and a shovel Pints to the sea Refractory gift Nights in extoll of the wish Reckless no more And a landing For June states of Android Powers that they are And I am to blame- on the way to this hen And her sympathy offer And in peace,- time as land.

The apiary be Scottish run to mute Late December this hugger And seeing simply rise What time in Hearst for Will Enough of oak And seeming simpler For five octet and lane And pasture by the law Economy forever- and nines to the Moon Giving ray to God And night shall let us be- the end of war.

A Benediction in Christ

Sound out the early years Be humbled by God This is His Grand Season Fear not any judge, but In hand keep session- The care of others truly Be supplicants of joy Raise tidings to Heaven Reap the later harvest- And sow in yearly time At attire, be in grace These are tenets of the EU- Your days and the world Rolling up maps of your neighbour- Let him in.

The kindness and longsuffering of Women- In war and peace, recognize and relieve

Peace to all animals, shepherds, and life in the seas.

Forgive others- And be just in your decisions Lend Heaven to all.

Pray against war, and serve victims as if royalty. Be well and steadfast, humble, and true,

We pray in Christ Jesus,

Amen

OpenBSD

How I’ve grown Layers of travel to each quantum bit In parity,- a desk drawer Lighting chances to be fate I love what I have found Nothing to censor and I believe- the surest bet is OpenBSD Waves of cool choices like time Nothing to expend Taking the reins that we will be together Horses drawn and the wheel ready I want on that USB The Romans were here and stole our code Ready-made stuff Thoroughly imbued what’s important Home for the living Having bettered our world- to join.

Father God, Be with me- I pray There is morning in the news And destined unto death That war is upon noon And mercy now,- avoiding men The tales of imbibing are A hypocrisy of the World In days to dream amend Witnesses to code And an oath by example That the enemy word- is the door upon her By nights and to radar This simmering few To know and what is cherished A cathedral within And to His will,- the autotelic For senses Berlin That night upon summons A prayer for Ararat And by yesteryear This day A brine in the sand- for speaking the Upton And digging gravely ill For millsong and wretch The tables unglue And to doves with humane,- the modest of toward Matches to Windsor In fairest of plight The nearfore and ransom With a runaway dawn The verses of floe,- to keep me up at night Afraid of the beast And everafter And dawn.

When Un Was Shot To Pieces

A play on this town Thrusting Saturn by the grand An ecstasy of war To rightful rose And fresh in consciousness That we are higher than you For assistance by the arch And salt for days Distal points and molecules We ran Iran- twice this day In good amounts,– a prayer for you The solitude of Whale And ember birch A night is Man And at the altar,- people became us In ferdant house The rightful age And men in space abound And then to her,- This asteroid For all of Paul’s apostles To speak in rain and rapture In peace we ruin respect And don’t align with purpose But praying Men A simple sight of war And then to Adam Abuse of Andrew The short of ten Aspiring to our wager

Accomplices are many And then to curve this hour A spittle then Upon the United States Forever kingdom I am And Socrates is him The rightful answer And truthful day The isthmus by the drain Two colours for A place to call by line In Star of Men,- the Russian duke And slaying by the coast By five o’clock,- mercy was his And my it was hot A peace of how you are But circled to the can of tin And in his app, a chair Freedom be to you,- my hate is after And known forever A fear of rightful due In sorrows near The fractions of a scare All of this a dream A ruse in pain But we were full And atoms are To storm these passages At three and four apocalypse And I, that night,- running South Korea Was up with German wish To hold and get Flights for patterns And just estate Ensnared by one appeal With max Cathedral The Earth did apprehend us Across this view We rained a policy at will Called to night,- a dash to ours to get And what grown men do,- sending embers flying And that with flowers The rightful air I was bitten by this poem And men renewed war And the policy of his I was blown to pieces At Roentgen saving Matthew Across this curse and affront The aftermath of Dawn And tryst on that I was Kim Jong Un And fateful clause discern That Jeff is that The prophecy invent And labour and destroy The mass of self destruction And new Economy A new Rome And what a grave receipt The policy of day.

Hormuz

By the light of time Seeing under siege At distance right To proper and in play Sights of angels Quadrants in relief The Earth of all And quarter ten Failing major men In accostment then The Japanese escape And play for speed Declaring solemn just And cannot trade a thing But getting older then With words upon his desk To remain the undefined Choruses be known- And rain and gold Until he sees the wake- of modifying truth And setting modern act The wishes we regret And falsifying news At June and wonder When will be a day Of leaving near to dusk The worded truth That people lay in chains At bitter Cobh And just because the Times- paid the world near To fight this course of there- the silent end of day And worth a Stalin To high regret When bitter snows recede And pipes to worth We caught up on renew The place of days To knighted men of terror For only you And psychs us to the core For all to be dismayed A harem and a lot The plan to rest; at east and Mott Every day this man For terror knows The peace of Israel awaits And standing early then No fights to end this war But bespoke and going home Best are we- A jury of the men In days near and free to time The fateful day of war Can be divided and suppressed And doing daylight forward Noted path and plan The edifice of man And calling near by shop In worry such as this,- the gratitude of London For this and year And leaving forward goals The dopamine direct Destroying the depraved Will never lead to shore And mercy forget you In this light of solemn view By man at hand A fateful post In gaining early message That Donald saw the truth By there and time The Sun as it were to find Lights to bear New York his only home And Justice hope To leave Iran at loss A pittance for esteem That terrorists recycled- all this cleric time And as afforded new America is not at war And might recede to ship A blaming art The failed three days But never gone to peace In plated news And ghosted men The Earth at in distress And Clement be No place of war Like in this ship Across and then Sending Sparrow home.

Act II

Reticent purse Seen in other news By this business, I am small And worry wheat for others In newest chapter,- things were made a calendar year Nothing by the place that we are,- but fire above And going low to begat The Earth is low and justice not A prying for feel-good in chasm Spikes for the Embley Deuteronomy and home Poison math to cool this year Sisson by the power of rain And its lowly ghost, the void Man of manner and redeem Why these clouds of rhythm and dieback- It’s useless to be fire and growing old Fights to ‘vember The apparitions high Places fair and got Un-named to be clear Wiped and ashed in-situ The flames erect to launch Seeing why in place for you I burned the apostle Fleeing golden fear Wipers coming In Justice to the road And landing later Lights upon the sky Hot and shaping how The nights invade Porous intoned Why flashes burn to Heaven Ash and chanterelle But first this cliche with a hammer To history about and get And to seize as we are This waterless time Joying few Only heights of rain for her The simplest dance A fourth and then a third Lights be high to noon And Golden See The Earth is go and still Fighting with a key Jets pretend And semaphore Drilling sand at will Earthing Water to our Job Our saddened River away The pulpit of what was Collect and barely breathing This custom break We’ll die within a week But first we must get there,- and I have knife and pen Disregard every honour grand This gasoline is poem And took us to the grave A custom deal Places then by drill And frack and crack and clay Taking him restore Man elect to scrape And land a timely fall When Earth was made of Peter Justice every tree And solemn one The Earth we plant And woke-alive,- To eat and to endeavour Lick this salt and weep Fire for air The elements arise Noted no regret Madrigals annoy And whether her- My four-legged purple hand Fried away a noble Infirm by deceit And descent and death Beauty but not for sale Ever wanting grass And green with dew And Water by the sea In aches regret A distal sin and ride In ever tying- More distance more Fuselage of time Hang me then to you And Eiffel then Rain upon his will When night agreed This catch of breath alight And Women solid said- not long ago In Earthen dust, but- agreed to make it rain And I am sure,- the end of oil.

Boss Under The Radar (A Time Appeal)

And so it rained The sympathy of curious men First in flash Lights under for the camera of Win’ This is what year again For the peaceful day Russians knew and capitulated We were all with God under the Sun And in Victory Day And seeing this warmth A golden kite- flew in his memory And apocalypse then- hit our pay

For peace to begin at near Rights to be able And sending this day A successful and special computer Life is art And capitulation And Ukraine will last- a Lifetime.