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Created on: October 30, 2008
PROPHECY
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Jesus came,
he laughed and cried,
until he died;
crucified.
He often served,
fish and rolls,
while telling us how
to save our souls.
'Come here, my son,
and take my hand.
Travel with me,
throughout the land.
I come with love,
and a desire to teach.
It's God's precious love
I've come to preach.
Turn from the devil,
donot be self willed.
Learn from my words,
before I am killed.
Open your hearts,
please don't wait.
When I come again,
it will be too late.
I will come again,
day, night, or noon.
I can't tell you when,
but I'll see you soon.
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