This special picture of the Lincoln Memorial where us bandos played (yeah!) came with a poem...
I pass, like night, from land to land;
I have strange power of speech;
That moment that his face I see,
I know the man that must hear me:
To him my tale I teach.
Perhaps now, as you gaze at God's Beauty before you, do you come to realize how truly beautiful this world is. Only God could master such elegance. Further explore the world of ZSP...
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