our Founders dreamed of for one little kid.
Then came the wandering along roads and rivers, souls lost at the fences raised by those who forgot how to dream, who turned away the dreamers who crossed wide waters for that one little kid, for the better world our Founders dreamed of for one little kid.
Then the Angel of Death came before the Holy Blessed One, saying:“ I have no need of these souls lost along roads and rivers, turned away by the fences raised by those who forgot how to dream, who targeted and turned away the dreamers who crossed wide waters for that one little kid, for the better world our Founders dreamed of for one little kid.”
And God wept, saying:“ My children, you have vanquished Me, you have vanquished Me.
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