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Dark rains drains down,
Down the ages of time,
Time in times of timing,
And the terms of turning ages,
To understand invite nature,
Says the greater fortunes redeemed,
What haunts the past, hunts the present , haunts the future;
Time is not in cage, but those in it are;
To save only a Rock can,
The Rock is here, and the Son’s voice says no more,
No-more Flipping pages to the edges
Back to the origins
Origins of Pages in ages of ages,
With the original case of the curse
Again I hear the Rock that breaks the cages say:
I’m the Rock of ages,
Follow and you shall be my soil,
By my oil, you shall not toil,
Even greater misfortunes shall be redeemed
Naomi is and my all,
Soil of ages

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