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Joy holyness and grace filled with joy on your face silk and lace to the one being amazed in a puzzle of mazes leaving traces of places journey traveling onward spells and working cloaked in spurs from the pure lure let the spear compliments of capture reminiscing about being captured you in the high stature with society and sociological analytical make my tickle trickle like sap wear not the cap tack my poster on the wall scrolled with religious artifacts tall and small the lite legions wear the halos the light blinding us trying to see the unwinding path in the tunnel of hope let us say happy to what we chose Written tonuhalan/4/4/06/Tue