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Saint Hell

The land disguise palace of pearls and honey,

Lavished with blurred tunes of the gospel and veered to the deuce with norms

The city of breath is hell

Keen land of wheels and gates just to celebrate a life of wealth

For if you lest obtain a metal or wood then you’re crowned with foul tongues of needs

To think Wise to meet this wealth makes heads go afar to execute blood for a dime just to obtain the crown of riches

” The city of breath is unfair”

Saint Hell !

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