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Run! The city is going up in flame; run! The whole world is getting insane; run!  it is not a game; grab your bag and run, leave that place and come, meet me at the foot of the hill and guard your face from the flame and protect your eyes from smoke and ashes; the smoke is blowing with the wind oh what terrible sin, the people are calling out for help but the houses in the woods are dead and the fire kept travelling with the wind.
 
The inferno is moving towards you and a ferocious wind is creating havoc before you, it is running at a speed of seventy five miles per hour and there is no rain showers to calm it down ; it is howling like a  hungry bear in the woods swinging from limb to limb, tearing through roofs  and engulfing in a ball of flame, and destiny pass over me  without hurting me.
 
I watched the day as it unfold and I could feel the fire ignited in my soul I had no water to put it out and the heat that is boiling inside makes me shout, not one tear is left in my eyes and my sprit sits on top of the hill and cries as I watch the city burns.
 
King James biblical oracle is fulfilled and it unravels mankind’s will and the world looks on in despair, no one was waiting  for you over there, the houses are empty and bare and the burnt frame stand still and burnt planks dropping from the ceiling makes my body numb. You have got to leave the city and come.
 
The lights have gone out of the homes and there is darkness all around, the trucks have passed through and none of them have stopped to help me, because I am wearing the wrong pair of shoe, there is one dwelling that stood still because it at a special interfacing ,everything around it has  burnt to the ground and just that one house stood firm.
 
Wait from me by the tree; I have something uplifted to tell thee, it’s only for your ears and your eyes and when you know the truth you will break down and cry, heaven is smiling in the skies and winter is waking by your side, the temperature will soon cool down and soon there will be merriment all around but you have to remove the bad energy from the town.
 
I lay my hands upon my heart and whisper a silent prayer before the day starts,  I am happy to be alive and I still have courage walking by my side and the universe will meet me at noon to visit the  temple of doom to pay respect to those that suffers  and those that survive the danger
 
Guard your hands and feet and be polite to everyone that you meet
When the air is clear, everyone will celebrate over there
walk briskly  when you are on the street and wave your hands when the motorcade  rolls along.
 
Meet me at noon by the tree , I have something important to tell thee.
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