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Here, there, and every where, 

For what is time when one has none,

Far, left, gone, 

Rivers of peace now flow into the mouth of hell, 

burning souls leave the bodies of ungrateful patrons,

how sweat is the old retreat of living.

Delicious candies bring delight into the mouths of kids, 

Rivers of hatred burn their hearts, 

Sinful sinless fathers in my house making my mom kneel, 

tradition, where are you? Come back! 

now, 

come,

please? 

Here, there, and every where, 

All I hear are the screams of the blissful.