"You are beautiful...nomatter what they say."
You are a child of God,
You are here...each and every day.
You resemble the light of Hashem,
That is why we say, "amen."
You are the heart of God up above,
You are the match for two turtle doves.
You inspire people through your heart,
You are God's child,
A work of art.
Shining down on you is heavon,
For those in the tragedy of 9/11.
You've been more than a mystery; more than clever,
You will remain in our hearts forever.

You have the one
That where's a two
You have the six
But it has the flew
But wares seven and eight
Didn't you lay them
Up straight
I got ten and eleven but
They went up to heavon
Well I guess
I'm done!
Here there's no other
Number we can puts around here

_this so mu  h h clen ch theraueua:
erw
and red fopnau:
i am with Kiev ]
Moscow......
        London: bnybstanmder
new yorkl
a lost rorekle
yorkkle....

  paint my ppve;y
yojur lack of white
i will mzlke you holer...
          ditto died a heavon:
the lonlely heave
of heaven:
i ask you: as Podeidon
ask Atlast:\
duen north?     Nordd::\
i ask you
to tee:
this gold f= gold of letter!

cf Kantian
categorical imperative
with
Nirtzsche c counter
inerrrogat
=ive           pronoun
i have a
soul
a b ibbble aa bubble to sell...
worms
and best understood Muhammad...
the Ritual of the Praurayer
Prayer....
       better than the Mujslim
Musli m
in n cword...
vempire and volcanos:
both sleepjung.....
tyin tin yin hya yahweh
slow down
i
i love youi
stupi d to love U