Salvation is in well-wrought precision. These hands in motion lay a good foundation. Building boarding for the second coming, crafting chairs so you might rest your righteous weary wings. The blessed gospel, I labor for it. The blessed gospel, it shall be mine. Arms stretched wide, I got this mighty trembling ghost got me whirling shake-shaking sexless bliss. Mark our lifetimes in concentric circles. March and counter brother and sister left right left to turn, sweet delight by turning turning we come 'round right. Clapping and high-stepping are bearing us to heaven.
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