Matthew 2:11
Late in the pale dull night. Stationed by a piercing display. The croacking frogs and the Chirruping rickets decour Devoured the dim silence. Who knows anyway? A fat roar delplored in blaze. Perhaps it is a praise song. Hallelujah a new hero in Hero's home.
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