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Thank you lord ignoring the shovel i picked a little bit of the earth , as schooled i spoke unto it and

laid it with an accurate throw at the remains of Aasa who unperturbed left us all for a higher call those before me gave me a long rein built by disciplined constancy that nobility isnt with hardwork countless sweat, unmentioned sacrifices ceaseless toiling and deciding right to these great ones i say thank you at my dawn , i sang of the many million garment , lost at which to pick as i journeyed these circuit would my eyes had settled on these ones before me so near yet far i would have not wasted time choosing the secret is in the choice the choice is in the seed the seed is in the mind the mind,shroud of complex rein of work you i am worked of great fibre an heritage of the just a column of righteousness a nation of halleluyah a wise tribe of thank you

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