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Remnants Of Those That Fell

At the 11th hour 200 stars & a sun fell from the heavens scorching the earth when they arrived The beautiful garden was now tainted by sin & beastly passions that stopped at nothing til they devoured The world cowered at the feet of their creations conceived & was painted red with blood as what they birthed caused many to grieve It's been said that there were giants in those days so fierce that even the likes of lions trembled at the sight of them Fighting them was a futile act & God shed tears from bright eyes so great that it caused a flood sparing only a few Rumor has it their spirits live on til this day in the hearts of some on a smaller scale as they await release from the spiritual jail in which they were cast The dye was cast long ago by some that predicted their return but we may not live to see that day or ever know to be concerned

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