Poem: vault in vain.
He shall fine some fault in vain. . .
He shall find some
fault in vain to deny
this time Syme had slowed down
the altars
that were in the new afflictions,
against Jesus, in good
Lincoln Island!
Upon his flock and malicious we
will be fragments of admiration.
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