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THE LETTER KILLETH II


Wam of toughness, talks and
Jures
Drews are ripe and basins half
Just because the anthrax flew
Or birds are few, the awoki
Laughed "yes" can you but
Send them here
Right before my Sala ends?
Yet, i must to this grand time
say that sure the letter kills;
The letter kills, the Spirit heals.


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THE LETTER KILLETH II

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