Enemies dying all around me, just like The Psalms said would happen, like shedding dead palm leaves, punished, asleep, bluer sky outside than usual today, weeds not growing, weeds being pulled, light shining brighter than usual, pulsating, rejuvenated, stamping like a stampede, licking stamps and purifying waters, soaps not necessary, purity coming in tidal waves, smiles everywhere, sweetness everywhere, sweetness without chocolates, water without soap, blessings on tongues for all peoples, blessings flowing like syrup but not sticky, lips moist, soaked, moisturized, not thirsty: Dew drops a fallin' on my head. Nothing parched, all swimming by, no fish out of water, pliable, tender, touching hearts at a distance, forbidden fruits, dancing with every step, with every sway, moving hips in rhythm. Tickling all hearts with passions greater than any fruit can provide.
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