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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!

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.

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.

Wembley

In a four across the road To this beset our country Paid at landing neary by The future going home- and dance with you,- my While All a spade And trading secret there These best of seeds And hidden layers,- to transpose The next in sight of mine This curio and wear Time to be as one And knowing I have a friend,- this forest mew And time will tell alone At Dublin’s whet Assuming heights in here Barred alone At Disney was there nyquist Shakes ahead By rail and slightly you I tossed ahead Four courses aiding reality And whose go-what In whistle dropped a name And portly then The sympathy of code And pressed the system Nine days of batteries Between these years of blue While sighting rhyme To all portend And with this stand of view April years And fortunes to reply The glad kin us Aching for our year For piping hand And blessed Saint Peter To abide and to suppose The right unkept Dining on a napkin The Earth is well And not to this farewell The right unknown And verse of re-distore In pains for newness here So then invoke My stomach ate for words In night and Scotly view Every right to go This Paris hand In fighting distal prime For all of them The permitted and the most To make it right And clasp for his A Turkey on his day Who ate La Presse In solemn bliss What nice to have a backyard And Earthen things- will be back someday As Ocean’s wheel And Paardeberg Setting in and out Dismissing them And Ru for brightest bomb To curious these people For twenty days Obsessed with silver And Jerry-car A year in Scotland yew To second this man amorse A pity there in Babel And sucking flame The night of purpose And all are stars bequeath Electing fours And every Friday,- the mercy of the others For King respect And my, it’s cold The duty to collect Each prayer of you For vitamins and glory The Earth in chasm As due for making sure This nine-repeat behest For other first And teammate members Implosions of the view And Earthing West Til tidal time In Space we rod The Earthen can Abridances to this day And might will find In gold respect A fate and Cross The leadenned rest As nights require That tryst in you was not- a verse in flame or lux The sky that be And just as unemployment And cared about- everybody On silent as its Dan A piece of Rome To northern ‘vite Apple will secure the right Forgiven then- the time unto And paid this knot Supposing newer here In seating high and search The Fortress Mir And due in March The pay of err And sodium to our win This Country core And earsted grammar to the search In right respect To no reserve and such as this Wembley up to bat For climbing pine And Betty cinders The close at hand and number Extolling prose for where it’s from The night to re-suppose A win in softly And Wembley at our home To those askance No victory but romance And I will see what was And be seeking you The ants of war And mercy to their plod A faceless time and vent And lonely men- as nice as her For pages bright Rescinded to the flame And Cross by her The hand regrets in shield And all of war in science To sheds at will- that peace for common wood The night as human Seeking wet and sleep And I was killed And built the stadium Remembering time as that A soul to keep To Christ and baring call Forever good Amazed at Wem’ In portions to her help My own heart wept As you would The nights are here And so we pause A light in sober Moore To Peter’s stay In any room And I will still be here. 💚❤️

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Eight and gone Stars of bedlam in degree And fateful year Calamity to Dortmund as they come And in this six-star war,- all who play recast In time a man’s election And sorry such as this The fabled gear for rights impending Layers of foyer chaos When China comes to Rome,- mercy in the freezer These two they are- this final tryst And what worry was; a kinder form of hell Forces aglow Kim is high and to the beach For these two at first kiss The laundry is a war The deflated meeting,- so you know,- a false prophet into this mauve And journey at last For Xi in Spencer’s knighthood All this disbelief And shooing stars aplenty Kim is done away Never random mind The kid of void at dare And funny man, the other,- will apologize at you Making amends, of this,- and all that they are Mystery is a probe And so is time’s veneer Whistles by her grace,- the diamond People flowing tone And energy such as this China wins to yore Aching day across; this Kim of mind And mercy on us all In forbidden time And look at these buildings And this art Will they be together? A superwar imbued Lights on scale to harbour Victim is in the herd What lights to pray Saint Andrew Deceased at least Kim has no pony China adores the beast Forever two in common All is sinking, to worry And there to spark anew China wants a Victory war And can’t Spaces in between This funeral home esteemed And white paint apeel Judgement is procured And here in faith Prayers for World democracy And such at war Finding embers glowed- Sustenance Earth For whales in Empty Harbour This forbidden Mass And every year exposed That China, the Mystery Isle Furtive as they come Tidings shed to here And light of Thames What surface for one day Most of his appeal,- the one with the army,- has useless ideas And fair political pain And night has rained perfection A Donald day at war Combining ten Off and married then Divisions here and well The pay of Kim the same As every Korean Jew Who know the fury of esteem And what is in the Bible And difficult for the World Slights of green And Remember You All is in a hand For Kim and Sultans rush More of China then Express of day Everyone to be- the sight of more to be And as you know, Kim is- quite afraid For this to sin against A cattle show and cannon Why not can mystery call What Irving sought and when And this poor one afternoon Repeating rights reflect No more days in arms- and Russia will appear As Odyssey would Days’ apparent gown And awful presence For gold and cadmium lair And six cadavers knew Why Ron is on esteem And making history look bad Across this town in Wales Frightful in between The hand and touch of both The bitter day’s result That every better evening- belongs to one man Saving strength In fair esteem The final year portend And History as it was,- this awful route And Kim.

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.

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Sudden And Unusual (Fire Me)

For the time this week And known purchases to comply Based on a long trip It was Eesti and Reunion But to Marshall the pretend And signs of rupture to Maghreb We were the universe And the dollar bill and its army And the anguish of a hundred And of an angel And a country To see the solemn survive To review And to take rest In timely we view The place in need of secure To feel and not pretend That enemies lay unprotected So surely to invoke The night of one regret Sitting and careful then On the twentieth we have war And made amends- to the grief of an aging course The repetition in union And solely reported by men And to the new unlabour speaks might There was something of May about Nothing says to the incline Of a past to restruggle the evident To the Eastern laity of war Thoughts for the tide and umber sea The days to King and Commonwealth We stayed upon the open sea And to retract all returning The West at due May course To front every place but our prism And sailing to the better of men Portions inland The legacy of war And returning our inland sea To the abode of a distant and weary men This water to the knees and on time In Justice, youth re-une In highly react-to at war And the sympathy of maiming still What is war and whatever is LCD To discourage the damage And to be fine with the greatest of men We will not live underground And we will have Victory at last.

To the Blessed Virgin Mary, our Patron and Saint at war.

And in the time of supposition We were weary for a few The working wheel And signs to ransom A day of pages like before A prayer for peace For feeding first to Beckham The litmus of a daygood And in this column,- thirty voids An Ark of the Covenant For Geert Wilders to atone And in this dying hour The lights refused to dim For the Good Lord And letting last to fieldsright Preternaturally decayed But all the wooden collections And the sturdy ones denote A place for Earthen Heaven And in it to avoid As the days are made for good And in this verse were lines Of the uncontaminated view That God is good to land And great to better seas And in a line of Crosses Perchance to see Saint Peter Adjusting to the schism Of the stalwart incantations And in this poem, an America That is bursting at the seams Of a dream for Oprah Winfrey Days of flight unto the night And every golden sister Has a drop of Mothers’ land- the only noise, abound Freedom tines in air For near to fortune time forgot In separated view This September to the stream Of every mannequin’s name Shall be blessed into the fold

I sit and nightly view The forms and future words And dreams, and stalls of gear In the separations of time For broken hearts to beat Every fragrant will and rose- and I adore the forms of depth To a star unto its range The polylacrymal Sun Fighting views unto the Henge And days do not infer to wreck The Son of Man upon a ship For all the distant passages Of their Holiness of time- of great departure And of Christ Jesus- Celebrant of creation If the mighty blackened locks Innovations free and bare A fissure to the leaf would happen fast- in lights if too much Heaven But never they- our honest World And beguiling sense of Wonder Distant Women And a song for better free- Heights of weight and worship ever Raptured then To Her night of trystic joy And off in ten To Chicago’s year of wheat And tribulations- But we hear And cast despondence Insofar as knowing every June There is distance unto our walk And every Man can solify These days are meant for Blackness And futures, and escape Barren lands to heave with rain In nine steps out of ten We were with her- and still know The aching of a star Dispossessed of heights of mutiny To her as much as more In mystery ten and then The Persephone and a floor Rigs for light and ship The sound of Earth and solemn Away with every star To the Good Women clad in wise Bearing Winter afraid And in the night unsure Turning to God’s Children Who will count one Oprah Winfrey Always standing nights in Gayle, Coretta, and Luther King Every drop of Earthen Water Filling hands of grateful then Today is unaccounted For the souls of Christ at will In barren dust to Dover Lighting stars to form and see Hallowed journey to this talk- of expectations And experience And of land becoming full In solemn flame And made of Water And the supplication free On our journey to this side Where days are rife And sustenant breathing Escaped to here- our land for us And a joy- to solemn roads And this is what we have And share to Royal as the Other Witness, Lord, of us In flying high The clouds of effervescence Light the isle- and what is right And offer downpour- for the livid- who will not see the sky- as Oprah would- and just for you And we will walk on- on this day As men will render- verdant bliss Into our own To solemn be And hopeful here Chicago keeping For this land..

..In solace and prayer For peace and gratitude Light of Heaven- Christ the Lord First and last In all who seek.

Fever

Two nights on the payload Threat twice to war In comfort and complain Vices Europe And in the day I follow Darkness for a year Norway fold And night is in you While scolded to the deck I am here and enemy still For currents to thy bend I will make you my guy Supposed then,- our lights of war do lead For vicious cannons afire Fading to you in death Across sullen valleys Prayer in peace That we can afford I’ll lend you my alarm And to this river be,- an Apple and amend For the curious shows of home I will give you my ward And to the early say Nights for breakfast with Saint Peter Sparing someone Rome And the silence empty be—- But we are on the road The path of enemy as still Waiting for vlad and pie The symphony of roses

Skipping off the rough pay Nothing could match for our hand Remembering this enemy war Is our Victory to the end And almost laying waste For this Victory to be kind In Navalny to Repentigny Citizen day at the run And its beheading light For the glory as they came Nights to Srinagar then Collect to Christ at be The folds of Dever And I had the lights of then Furious in hand But better by the Sun

In each of her was the wild A precious Woman leading now And all across the encumbered Sitting waitful Den In fishery and keep Pray for every goal And what afforded to Saxby In Crosses due and fade

And the liminal light For fading every war And a citizen to the eyes Made plain to appear at one And aching then at heart The standing armies of Peking Making glory to their Heaven Wrought of guns to keep the lune

And ‘fraiding then A curious ode to them The Chinese soldier at war To keep away our other foes Between the charity neglect And a bastion of small people Voting breathless to inline

And what of these honeybees Simple and small rely That vlad was never here And died within our path And sympathy play for keeping Christ abound to drifting time The Earth will reach the day that would- the silence after every war

In Green collect by fortune when To Timmins with a Woman Across the floor of every star Waiting for the journey home

Peace In reflect and making The glory of my tent I sat and wept for Oprah Winfrey And all a while, I was white Impelled by Mother Nature I knew this town like open fire The Neighbour to my South would wonder To win in virtue takes a car And a patch of lonely Thanksgiving sticks To dawn and scrape the berries waiting Never off to greater pay I sat and watched the distance grow Here, Mother near For aching tendons small and wide A place in Fortune just to rinse The tears of mud procession me.