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Hymn Mi Row-Knumb

Reclaimation Recyclation Drilling into stone to manage water waters to be reclaimed stored and reused. Then how might I speak such when My existence can be questioned in opposition to my Claim. Fro. Stranger to Less strained. Might the freindly way of sacred trust trickle upon the stranger Uncitifed to be Country enough to be Human! The bassoons stopped when the piccalos spoke of reclaimation and desaltifcation To let the cymbals speak to trumpeted muses. Oh clear! Might my waters Quinch my thirsty Palate. When they speak me as existed, to make Me evil and my exhistance vain! Sarah of Raleigh Durieum! Summa Thyme I want for you to say Cause I wanna put mi Light shades on ! By A. C. Terry Jr.

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