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Yesterday I saw a church
in her a wall, in the wall a
door
in the door a paper, that it
said close
and a sign that said so
...with sadness appear in my
face
the terrible battles that next
to my siblings fight
the blood that I on behalf of
the Kingdom spill out
that of nothing served to
present eats up a flunky
being the son of the king
thousand books with
promises and threats
two thousand year of wait
and a man to wich the
others men
they gave you the power of
sanctifying
for that not said that this was
not a war
if not justo work of conviction
for that father doesn't tell
once and for all
and for all that we go make
we not longer want but
prophets
we want to you
for that we cried by day and
at night
for that they burn our hearts
because a tear of yours of
remorse
it would turn off this pain
because they burn of in
satisfaction
today I close our house
because there is not who visit
it
because there is not war
we didn't get tired of to fight
the enemy believes
inadequate fight for taht is
already his
today I under of my cross
I pick up my things and I
leave
who it know and they in
some place need of a god

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