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Strong like Bull/Bow

Launched in to the surface air; a plant is born
A stars anniversary

No plunder for the down under
Justice in a matriarch

Voting for the underdog
There, a multifarious amount

God's multitude saves 3 things and the difference- "Corruption"
While he opts to erode--- Painting his face in Conviction

His commands- greater- his people-- an Invincible SUN
You bet they can see the Light, and it belongs to everyone!

Lining up in a trinity-- o'er the fence to my neighbor's house
and I just LOVE his Shack, with a decree to love them now

Picking ripened apples in the shade of the day
A forest is His might

He wasn't created and yet everlasting

May we be last in the lasting days; arrived

Generations another multitude--- through thriving we are no longer weary

Like the epicenter of the hurricane and mightier than it's waves- we stand together!

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