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The hand of God counting down the hours,

as the planets circle his finger tips.

Clouds swirling in never ending showers,

all waiting for life on earth to eclipse.



A lone light hanging freely from the void,

can it be all we know will be destroyed.



We must all climb the ladder of our faith,

believing that he has a master plan.

All expanding to the power of eighth,

ever since every thing on earth began.