Bring forth, upon him, his own greatness, and goodisity...
Bathing in the waters, of unselfishness.
Always be they, kind of heart...
Always committing, their caring part.
Of, men, the ones, of right...
In the end, carry on the fight.
For who of them, that cannot see...
The goodness of all, in all the free.
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