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Mountains will crumble and temples will fall. And no man can survive its endless call.
What goes up but never comes down?
My first is second in lineอพ I send shivers up your spineอพ not quite shining bright I glitter in the light.
A harvest sown and reaped on the same day In an unplowed field, Which increases without growing, Remains whole though it is eaten Within and without, Is useless and yet The staple of nations.
Both punishment and sweet reward, It will befall both fool and lord. It is a spiritual scoreboard, Your every deed it does record.
This food is a tortilla filled with cheese and sometimes chicken before being heated or cooked.