We don't know what will be happen in this world
We don't know when our master will come back our home
We, the servants, should always be ready for when our master comes home
Let us burn with fire
Saints being executed by fire
Burn away the evils in us
We are still in a fog
So we go forward like raging lions
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Author:
Makoto Maruyama (
Offline) - Published: October 31st, 2021 03:20
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Comments1
All down to cop26 now.
We wait, hopefully not in vain.
Thank you !
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