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WHISPERS ARE IN THE AIR
whisper wizards come clean
stop the whispering and be
seen.
Gods beauty is in the air
let not whispers create
trouble everywhere.
Join together with one
another and beware of our
great blessings in the air
Stop the cruel whispers out
there and leave behind nice
whispers with love and care.
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