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The point of departure

Depart from the stronghold To a place i will show you Came the message Through the prophet Gad No more running and pretense At lunacy to escape From an enemy seeking To destroy you Snatched to safety to a place Where they are unable to get you There you escaped king With your life and an injury As you Recall the feel Of the sacred soil As it runs through your fingers Promising yourself a return Having to leave in haste Lest those after you overtake thee At the stronghold you had it all But there was the looming dark cloud Arriving at a different city Consolidating your efforts Uniting your forces For you not strong enough yet For victory is granted by the Lord And the battle is not to the strong Or the race to the swift And visions come from the Lord Said the prophet Gad depart from the stronghold To a place of safety The Lord will show you code 254 LUIS KAY

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