And God looked down upon the earth,
to ask of me what I would do, this time,
he knew, of course, the misery of Oz,
how they had won, through a conspiracy
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I'll tell you again, Herbs, I'd like you to win justice rather than revenge. A dark, disturbing poem, inevitably. Skilfully so, though. Love, Gina.