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When we quoteOur Lord Beloved Supreme perfectly,
His Joy knows no bounds.
When we misquote
Our Lord Supreme consciously and deliberately,
His unhappiness, too, knows no bounds.
Our Lord Beloved Supreme perfectly,
His Joy knows no bounds.
When we misquote
Our Lord Supreme consciously and deliberately,
His unhappiness, too, knows no bounds.
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