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How magnificent and majestical the greatest cathedral of all times stood over 840 years, hovering over France with protective pride. Towering as if you want to touch heaven. Your beauty so divine and beautiful. Kings and Queens and nobles of old have sat within your chambers. With solemn calmness you enfold the worshipers with bliss. None could resist your beauty to bring you harm, only but now by the hands of the unknown ungodly sadist who has no fear of truth and God. You stood the test of time to tell us the stories of old, whisperings into our ears the secrets of the ancients. You witnessed the most horrendous and countless wars, yet they could not bring you down, even the **** Angels are weeping for your glory is lost. The heart of the people of France and the world are broken to see how low and degrading they brought you. Your cross stood majestically as you burn down refusing to give up with ease. Your beauty and glory is eternally etched in our hearts. You will always be remembered. Notre Dame, the Lord God who dwelled within your chambers will not forget. He saw your fragile heart and your helplessness   as you burn. But never mind, he will definitely do something. ©2019,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.
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Apr 16, 2019
Apr 16, 2019 at 3:13 AM UTC
NOTRE DAME
How magnificent and majestical the greatest cathedral of all times stood over 840 years, hovering over France with protective pride. Towering as if you want to touch heaven. Your beauty so divine and beautiful. Kings and Queens and nobles of old have sat within your chambers. With solemn calmness you enfold the worshipers with bliss. None could resist your beauty to bring you harm, only but now by the hands of the unknown ungodly sadist who has no fear of truth and God. You stood the test of time to tell us the stories of old, whisperings into our ears the secrets of the ancients. You witnessed the most horrendous and countless wars, yet they could not bring you down, even the **** Angels are weeping for your glory is lost. The heart of the people of France and the world are broken to see how low and degrading they brought you. Your cross stood majestically as you burn down refusing to give up with ease. Your beauty and glory is eternally etched in our hearts. You will always be remembered. Notre Dame, the Lord God who dwelled within your chambers will not forget. He saw your fragile heart and your helplessness   as you burn. But never mind, he will definitely do something. ©2019,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.
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Apr 16, 2019
Apr 16, 2019 at 3:13 AM UTC
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