At this stage '
Here we are at the lunatic age..That cavorts upon
Its tempoal stage.. twenty first
birthday foolishness.Is manifest; in chronalogical millenial immoral
Guise..In which none confess. All the tools of betterment, are used by fools.' We bask in blue light luminous, chaos rules.'
Read truth and lies, both day and night
Reality now is (a state..) Ungoverned lawfully its
Awfull.. Often wickedly driven.' The cliff is looming..' and below the abyss ' kiss the Son before the final'e, Choose His Eternal bliss '
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