As I was strolling I fell into hell, through a slivered slope, unbeknownst to thine eyes, ferocious fire swarmed til’ a screeching sought my soul, spiting thy living breath oust of thou’ humanity, thus death bequeathed a punishable end,
Thou’ god reached far into the depth of Satan’s grasp with one hand astray, casting thy sway, compliments of graciousness to live another day, miracles he; thus passed , I thank thee lord forever at last, forgiveness of thy past.
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