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Extend the Hem

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If I being rich,

In all ways,

Have the means to save myself,

From the sorrows that easily beset,

How can I watch these ones suffer?

Surely I,

Must drag these folds

Under which I find comfort

This softness which surrounds me,

The glory draped over me,

Extending the hem,

To cover us all.

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