This is the cry -
We have tired because of bickers...
This is the dry
In the pieces of broken tickers...
Mother, forgive!
We are children of Your Performance...
Want to believe
And to love You without comments...
Mother, direct!
Fortify through the Way with sloes -
With head erect...
To endure the yoke - we're noes...
Darkness and Shine -
Cross or pile of Higher Level...
This is the Sign
Of Credential of spaceless Heaven...
Mother
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