Time can't compute innocence on hand,
Diamonds are rough in the promise land.
Dank and dirty God goes forth,
Ribbing the time the devil went north.
Genocide and faith deliberate with out a trace,
Monkeys in deserts with rats all in omen place.
Deliberate the circumvent proposed on the mull,
Take in the sights with me the ride is never dull....................
FTBAS 2.10.12
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