In proximity to do the justice
Strengthen twinge to heal the restive
Part this pain from the peer of realm
Redeem all gloom to hold your gem
Kiss high brows of delight
Stop; lose this battle of pride
Hold your breath, just stand beside
Smash this violin, lock inside
Tear into the fragments of niche
Convert to black under coat of preach
Twist fake to reach the crown
Face of lies, is our town.
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