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As the Four Winds and the Divides of Earth on the Compass Returns the Toll is not A Tally its a Short to this Note,

on Cain and Able the Sword at the knife in the Sliced to that Palm Tree of the Words to Pharaoh,

the Ancient Ocean the Over Tide`d Seas that Read Muster to the Vernacular Cure its a Slammer of a State,

to Talk and not Be is that Bearings of the Silt to Beak the Flight of the Thigh on a Livers Sport,

tied to that is the Tee Pea of the Chains and the angle is the Square Roof.

Build by the Millions of that Universal Green on Say to that is a Pyramid on the Chisel Remained,

the Guide the Stars the Exacts on such Bizarre that "My True Love' was the Filler of the Equals on Four Spiraled to touch this Turf on Reality of Done.

To have Been in the Frost that Hell beneath on the Sole to know that Today it is the Odin in Persistence of Deuce,

the break On to Out the Takers of Harp to that rig on A Scope of Whom is What to How and Skin,

the berth of A Harbor and the Patent of Print is that Foot Trace saying Stead Again!!

The Africa on the Valley of The Moon,

that Wonder of the Worlds Cried to Scene of Absolute,

in every Understanding there is a length to Explain the leg,

a Stirrups Iron is in the Ole limb Pick Sports of I land a Shaker of this Calm,

distance to Land the Ankle to Palmed this is Not the Fork its the Stand that Carts to a Harness of long`d.

On the Actual Words to that Sentence of List I raise to the Shoulder a Mind to a Thought,

bring to this the Latter day Rein and that Skip will be of Invitation to not beg the Question but Hug a Planned,

the Bright lights of the Northern Dancers I enter the Stupendous of the most Ancient of Hymns,

a Whistler on the Stork to that Crane on the Crocodile the Whale spoke softly to the Stingray as the Octopus was of Ink,

the Sponge said touch the Sands and grain saw the Coral,

this was the Water that graced the Waves.