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Autumn leaves and bad bowlers wreak havoc on this
Fatherless and motherless. Born without sin, roared when it came into the world. And never spoke again.
Glittering points that downward thrust. Sparkling spears that never rust.
I do not breathe, but I run and jump. I do not eat, but I swim and stretch. I do not drink, but I sleep and stand. I do not think, but I grow and play. I do not see, but you see me everyday.
Both punishment and sweet reward, It will befall both fool and lord. It is a spiritual scoreboard, Your every deed it does record.
How do you know if a sniper likes you?