the last of our time taken from a day that had taken our own way given to all who never knew God or never been surrounded by the quick injustice of God's war within a rumor that had justified an attack on our brethren through lies that could not begin the Holy War of Wars that had fallen behind for a third day to become a last hope in God justice that can never be paid gracefully but by the blood of our hands that harden the ground and the times that we hold together at war for one to suffer the consequence of two bodies of God's belonging to one House or two witnesses that were slain for the new teaching of God who still holds on to what was past down from generation to generation that held no times against us in order to think or speak about God's true existence that can be no different than our own on earth today. if one shall die from these words in sin then let them listen again for what would bring forth truth and wisdom; light and darkness; love and hate to be as one conditional charge of knowledge that will balance Life unto Death when sin can sacrifice the one who is innocent in nature to be as rapid in water as a feather, that became the air and the weather of to heart that is balanced to stone and feather falling from the waters above that fills the bottoms of the sea as one feather can take all the waters of the deep, and to know its counterbalance within Me that weighs everything equal to what is balanced level in sea. as snowflakes fall like feathers floating unto the sea and hailstones splashing underneath keeping within a that day of a promise of a rainbow given to the sea and the sea to its equal balance above the clouds as a feather falls into the sky to be lifted up or lowered down while writing its meaning of God.
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