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we will know after death

who created the sun? who created the moon? who created the sea and made the sky blue? who made man? No one did, just natural, the athiest blabbed. who can make the blind see? who can make the lame work? who can raise the dead? who can cure the incurable? who gives wisdom? only God can do so, yabbed the clergy. only death, the dude in black cloak, can tell if man is accountable to any deity, or is just a mere organism like the regular goats on the farms without a soul.

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