Thy hands crafts another,In plain perfection,Solemn, highly determined, with concentration.Existence thus, sprung forth,And life, spun into motion.In p'rpetuum until the day of ruination,----thy inception prevails in auth'rization,Thus, bestowed with a p'rmission to ruleth ov'r all creation.P'rhaps all did start like a narration,From dust,----man'd get created,From thy ribs,----thy mistress 'riginatedThence, the earth was theirs to beest concocted,Until a vendatta, 'rgo wast executed,Once which hath sent their creator into embitt'rment,Thence, a revelation established.To dust man mayest return,Perhaps, with his life events to be accounted,Before heavens throne.Thy hands crafted another,In plan perfectionSadly, destruction, p'rhaps, awaits.WORDS
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