While both my eyes were busy seeking possibilities to survive in this mercenary world; discerning the good and bad scattered overwhelmingly around,
Infinite eyes of his were fully engrossed in protecting me even from the tiniest of shadow of evil; seeing to it that I existed in perpetual happiness.
While both my hands were busy building a house for me and my beloved to live; fetching bricks; and vigorously molding a mountain of cement and stone,
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