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Precious, Your Words
December 18, 2022, 18:18
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Oh, how precious, Your Words,
when alone…
Not alone any more, through Your Words…
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Yes, the tears still fall,
but so gleeful,
when sweet Father gently touches heart chords…
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Down run all, eternal
the Aeons…
Universes fulfill Cosmic Race.
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Life so wondrous, through Aeons,
eternal,
when in Father’s eternal Embrace…
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Cosmic Liberty 