Slaves, the hungry, and starving, thirsty, and imprisoned, get the best food, why, because the heavens above, are in charge of everything, so many of us are poor, and it’s the closest we'll ever be, to the truth, so to obey your orders, do your job, to act, according to instructions, and follow, the order of operations, the command structure, years and years, of drought, rainclouds, a storm, bless the rains, down in Africa, if there’s desire, it must be satiated, this whole time, walking, moving inches, to find a tree, and eat it, the apple of our eyes, what the heavens allow, consent from her parents, the juiciest pie, you’ve ever tasted, work hard, so much effort, bake some bread, produce it, heaven…

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