Father Time
he is father time the devive he gives few holy signs.when I lye their at night and pray I can see his great spirits face without any decrease. I save the fallen angels who fell too fear in that great heavenly war ,see they are looking for a way home there life here consist of trying too stop evil mens deeds and for them my heart bleeds.people trust my father times son the answer is pure love.a cross on a hill my master they did kill but a spirit of love was released which can bring a man too his knees.
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