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Musical Cities.
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Bow down and hear our cry,
Our earthly rulers falter,
Our people drift and die,
The walls of gold entomb us,
The swords of scorn divide,
Take not thy thunder from us,
Take away our pride.
G.K. Chesterton: English Hymnal

За всем следят машины благодати и любви.

За всем следят машины благодати и любви.

За всем следят машины благодати и любви.
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Everything ends in "e".

За всем следят машины благодати и любви.
too lazy to remember...
Too lazy to remember...

За всем следят машины благодати и любви.
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The first thing that came to mind.