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Eucharistia Phos

Wine is the mother of all Bread is the son who made all Wine leaks through the gigantic wall Bread makes that very loud call This is my body and blood The bread is the kind waker Yet is the one who is slayed It was before the baker Despite the bread being baked This is my body and blood Wine quenches the hot fire Bread spreads the burning fire Wine came from what is higher Bread reveals what is higher The is my body and blood The blood moves within us all We are all part of the body The bread was showed to Saul The wine was drank by many This is my body and blood

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