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No body is nobody
when his body is broken,
everybody is somebody
when his wine is poured.
No place can be empty
when his word is spoken,
no life is too murky
for his light to bring warmth.
Continues...
when his body is broken,
everybody is somebody
when his wine is poured.
No place can be empty
when his word is spoken,
no life is too murky
for his light to bring warmth.
Continues...
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