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Oprah

And we were across to dawn Sitting by the row of that There was telemetry and psy Victims of the war and ending day People said at risk is this Proper scales of legal regret Stumbling on news to the roses- that I would say were Heaven’s And Trudeau was a custom Between the hills of Sunny Ways And still we won the war But offending others to rote A victory remained And we were the apostasy forgiven A simple aisle For people to unwalk In holding hand to freedom We spared alone And did with them our time And sacrifices known, People won the race for Africa Children bearing wounds And the suffering above Meant the distance was at near And in the Whitehouse wept Policy to nights Forbidden rooms and special ham Continents to Greece and the general And constant pay- To ruin the country and its old Curtains knew And spoke of noon at recess With the madrigal of stupor And in his office keep- The Majesty of Rome And special bouts of mayhem For the prophet to endure And it was her- Speaking loud and clear That the Sun would be our thanks And every misery to a land- of free amounts of witchcraft And the policy was time And years of mystic keep- the land of war the same And Oprah knew- The victims carried home Bodies left to South And in the slip were cherubim And the people betrayed her own Substances high and clear And they set the runway in clear And taking off to Heaven Where Oprah learned the guests- who boarded every steel And the prophet did survive Which was just as severe as truth For the media wasn’t respected But Rome and about To the simple at their point That the decades past were new While these ones made for profit Querying every offer For the dry ones and alone The be unfail And riding new Everyone gets a war The peace of awful rote And cynicism that night To put the truth on trial And Oprah stood and then To prophesy the mark And six to men Dearborn, Michigan to slate Express to there and then A birthday on the rails Endearing new To gain the rights of access- Of legislative power While people seeking rights That were already there to be Fighting white supremacy- For remittances to clue To fateful day When Oprah came to marry- And truth bekneeled To the men of day and night On one knee as at her And flames revealed Sins in flight to carry That awful road ahead And went ahead as healed For her day express to Colin The river Her And best beget The Son of God to King In peace.

And Oprah was forgiven.