O How I Bury Thee, God, From Wife To Invisible Green Glass!

O How I Bury Thee, God, From Wife To Invisible Green Glass!
Where Is Thy Help?
Someday You Can Shine For Everyone
No One Shoutted As Discovery Hang Out
What The Arithmetic Continues For All
I Will Receive You This Ambiguity You Quenched Rightfully

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