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The World We Live In

Our world is but a dot Yet, everyone has each slot Though speck in the galaxy God put His rectifying apostasy. The universe is but a wonder That the mind cannot ponder His work is marvelously great No one put asunder nor fret. No wonder its colored green For all life enbank there when The purpose of His first defection Is to live and manifest in His creation. The purpose was late hindered A malevolent spirit put asundered Every life was put in chaosness One rose from the dead and fought all of these.

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