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Poem: Sunday Soldier
At the end of yet another week,
weary soldiers are huddled behind church doors,
reminiscing about the recent past with outlook bleak -
Not knowing that Life can offer so much more.
Military plans for Earth's invasion are held
by the Kingdom priests, trying to comprehend
the message of scriptural persuasion
for bringing captive lives to Godly release.
Between berating and war counsel cr...
Thursday 17th July 2014 3:39 pm
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