My sweet child.
Children. Gather.
Where children may,
gather I steer.
I move.
I quiver.
I tremble.
I shake.
We dance.
My god;
give it to me.
Bring me death.
Have us with you here -
having fun.
I provide you with shelter.
You give.
Being.
Protecting me with life.
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