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The sixth day began bright, Sun’s fire, on earth, lighted; Prophecies trumpeted, Brighter, hotter, fires burned. Eight, but one, ancient, kings Ruled the day; If agree, All in their hearts shall be; The stars, Man's destiny.
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Apr 2, 2019
Apr 2, 2019 at 2:08 AM UTC
The Sixth Day
The sixth day began bright, Sun’s fire, on earth, lighted; Prophecies trumpeted, Brighter, hotter, fires burned. Eight, but one, ancient, kings Ruled the day; If agree, All in their hearts shall be; The stars, Man's destiny.
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Apr 2, 2019
Apr 2, 2019 at 2:08 AM UTC
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