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Jun 2019
Here I stand

There they run

In herds

As a mighty wolf pack they run into the fire

Here I stand while they blindly run, drunk on there own arrogant ignorance

I scream and cry

Yet they do not heed

In to the pit of Hell run billions

They care not for the things of the glorious God who made them

They don't understand that Christ came to save this filthy race called man

I cry in the name of Christ

Turn from the ways of the world

Follow Christ

Grow to know him

Only then can you be saved from an eternity of fire and suffering

I write this because I love you dear reader

The here and now will pass away like snow

But our souls shall never end

They will only move to a different place

Make the right choice of where your soul will go
Caleb John
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Caleb John  17/M/The Wind
(17/M/The Wind)   
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