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the creater of this world


this world and galaxies

the storm and gloomies

witch and ghosts

hot or froze

any nightmare passess by

or you hear pain cry

the creator of this existence

he will you from any tense

if you are lonely and alone

he will save you from any grown

the end or bennd

you will be in his blend

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