All Is Bliss All Is Loss
Odd confusion of the world consumes the pines in raging fires. All is bliss. All is loss. The world aflame,mankind receives the news of damnation. His soul in grief and chagrin , unable to save himself, an angel came not to redeem but to give mankind a plan of escape.
Copyright © Victor Chavez | Year Posted 2013
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