When sin concieves, it leads to dead;
But shall a child be born to him who is hundred years old? !
Then think about what you see around you.
Warmest wet,
Of the area that men do go at last;
But do not judge a matter from only one source.
Size, length and width;
And like the strangers in the land of love so,
Do not endanger somebody's life oh Godfrey.
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