in the days of rain we would blame ourselves for having tears in eyes, and for every person that hide themselves behind every drop of water to be as a part of someones own curse. has been tken from the day of color they be in darkness of gloom nd for what they have done today unto another who deserved only goodness. but others people poured thier own hearts out against that man who had everything good but on that day the curses started he had nothing while the ones that made him suffer will fell fire and truth pouring out the Heavens. they will bang thier heads into the wall and find the people tha they held accountaable were the ones that came forth to help thier wounded and dress thier scars with the hurt of comfort. and unto one day when the rains never stopped pouring the world had turned over and kept raining. do you know why theis happens? when a 1/3 of Hreaven died they suffered on\ly the good things to come but saw us doing the same without any knowledge of God. so i gave them a time light and sky. for theis perhaps to remember the tomes tha twere underfoot and under the weather. i have sent my supreme flight of blind pilots unto thier time, and they will feel unseen hurt. while searching the skies for the light clashing with thier heart being pushed off that days capital. and set unto thier own time aa building left worth mentioning.
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