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Pray His Lord Of, the Harvest

Receiving a text from another number unknown saying What's up ? The most fitting as quickest, in absolute, reply That we held was simply, 'Time:' multiple meanings unto lives Days with worlds ? What did you go out into the wilderness to find ? Standing afore these rulers nay myself no words shall speak; fiery a child If be fact they hold ears which hear then, let them also see ? First bind his prince Ancient but this moment then, We will spoil one's kingdom make straight the crooked Paths tame their shrewd confuse it's lot climb such walls thus, set her heretics captives free.... Yet whom do you say that I Am ? Held Love's compassion sheep less, A Shepherd: softly, talitha cumi Lazarus come forth, and speak to these bones ? We beseech thee, Son of God: gently, what is your name ? Legion.

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Date: 5/20/2014 12:07:00 PM
DEAR JEREMY... you write like you are an old soul... but young at heart ....with a style that no one can copy because only you can understand what poetry is all about... Your kingdom is now my friend, hugs Brooke
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