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The final breath before the storm descended,
was like a far off glimpse of paradise
that stayed denied to us but never ended.

Then came the waves that rise and rise and rise.
They smashed the shores and drowned the land
and nowhere was an ark. A billion lies

of God lay scattered in the empty sand,
as some forgotten rays of light arose
due north, to find a place for their last stand.

An echo in the wind, that’s all. We close
our eyes because we do not want to see,
what`s written on the wall. The end of Shows.

Gods Love is limitless and everlasting.
if he gets bored.....lets pray and do our fasting.
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