Tragedies, famines, genocides, tsunami upon
us, the anguish, cried of human souls.
The Trojan horses in at the gate, there is the
assassin. Bombs, wars of yester year, and
now what is left of us, inevitably of our
hand. Amidst all majestic falls you are here,
and bye, what sight. Gigantic falls how
distinguishably, our hearts do adore O majestic falls, a wonder you are.
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