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Sep 2015
those who worshiped the sun
were right to honor majesty and power
to seek what truly gives us life
but the sorrow of their song
what they deemed as divine
was one small part of one fiery word
that blew out from the lips and mind
of the True Consuming Fire
a tragedy
staring at that little orb
did blind them to the Truth
My God is a great and mighty fire in strength. The sun he made reflects his majesty, but is oh so small in comparison
Elioinai
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Elioinai  Georgia
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   Alyssa Underwood
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