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And so the Archangel Sant'Angelo draws his sword and spreads his wings—as the pope flees Saint Peter’s Basilica—to shield the holy father as the seven seals break to reveal the revelations whence comes Christ again to bring those who truly understand his message to the eternal kingdom of God to create anew a universe where an can be reincarnated with the purest of  those left on Earth—where (hopefully) the seed of evil has been bred out or so far deep in the pool of genes it arrives only when man has advance further to recognize the evil and nip it in the bud.
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Apr 9, 2013
Apr 9, 2013 at 1:43 PM UTC
Castel Sant’Angelo
And so the Archangel Sant'Angelo draws his sword and spreads his wings—as the pope flees Saint Peter’s Basilica—to shield the holy father as the seven seals break to reveal the revelations whence comes Christ again to bring those who truly understand his message to the eternal kingdom of God to create anew a universe where an can be reincarnated with the purest of  those left on Earth—where (hopefully) the seed of evil has been bred out or so far deep in the pool of genes it arrives only when man has advance further to recognize the evil and nip it in the bud.
kendall-mallon
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Apr 9, 2013
Apr 9, 2013 at 1:43 PM UTC
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