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Mourning Morning
November 5th, 2025, 11:11
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Think you, really, FATHERs Plan is now lost?…
Is this possible, these long Aeons and Ages?
Rumors ugly, and cries, rampant madness!…
All — to keep Child of God locked in cages???
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Glorious Sun lights the skies, this bright morning!
Can it possibly be, God to lose?
Can it be, dark has won the Last Battle,
Mankind lost, very last chance to choose???
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Heavy hang our Hearts, this bright morning…
Whirl insane, Mother Earth cannot take!
Lost are, Children God’s, in hordes fighting!
Master Universe, all in full, is at stake!!!
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Million years, five hundred and sixty.
Deep in Earth, are now mourning our bones.
We all came, free our brothers from cages…
Mourn we now, in Earth dirt, in Earth stones…
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Unprecedented, the Works of the FATHER.
A celestial Tug pulls Earth in her place.
See you not, Firmament disappeared?
See you not, Stars are missing from Space?
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Massive, Sagrada Armada showed presence.
Our Spy Satellite Moon, will go!
Our Sun, Sol, accomplished his Mission.
Two New Suns, Light resplendent will blow!!!
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Yes! The Truth Avalanche will be brutal.
Mastership, is how FATHERs Works run.
Mourn no more, He tears Lie-veil for ever.
When we wake, His LOVE has all things done!
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Cosmic Liberty 