the day held the imes to one in prison to chance but the starlight dusted over this fair witness that cannot be brought back to life. and it is those who name Me Roger Grant the Vile Basterd that had taken everything from one two the other one banks from the life of those who were in front of them, given their money to the one they owe. and killing that one before they return back to living, to the Holmes of God who was stricken before that time was given at hand and still made a fortune dying. their bank accounts had back accounts that were deposited the night before and then disappeared the noon after. holding my money of course 2 million which were deposited in a country south of the U.S.A. with the signature of a true hand of God given every word that they assume was theirs to sell at a hansom costly price. when Roger gave it for free and did not tamper with the words that were made to ruin this Country that honors them without a bargain.
heaven was small and i had it in hand and in the DARKNESS OF MY HAND, i had a cottonwood tree seed that would entangle life on a planet or another uncreated world that could not be seen until i opened my hand and there the light within had shown darkness darker and lonely. then i saw her in all Her apparel and i fell in love for the first time in the dark of the night when she was there looking for Me.
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