As I have tramped around this earth, I have gathered to myself a lover, love greater than my life. And she and me have made four more, gathered four souls to us, greater than our life. And those have gathered many a stray. Until this day we have gathered to us thirteen more and now they are greater than our very lives. So, our number is nineteen and our hands cling but our arms are opened wide for more. We are a family who desires to spread out our tent, extend our pegs, put another stone in the soup, and another log on the hearth. Chill winds are blowing, our seas can be rough, but stronger still are our arms which man the sails. Let no hand be laid against our helm or heart against our course for our number is nineteen and One and He the One is Him Who sets and assures our course.
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