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Show no pardon.

There is a war within gods garden,
Hurling winds,
Show no pardon,
Angel flowers bow their head's,
Spiritual rise,
Amongst the living dead,
No warmth within their souls,
God forsaken bare their toll's,
Wrathfully filling the air,
no amount of hate ,
God would share,
Something violent within the air,
There's a war coming this way,
No lightened energy,
Keep at bay,
Screams within the echoes sway,
Your best to be prepared,
Only truth the true souls spared,
If your evil,
You should be scared.

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WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Dear Poetess Nardine Sanderson,

I embrace the below lines, My love, My applause, My vote

Amongst the living dead,
No warmth within their souls,
God forsaken bare their toll's,
Wrathfully filling the air,
no amount of hate ,
God would share,
Something violent within the air,

Love

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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Nardine Sanderson

Dearest friend sir Williamsji, something in the air today, stirring, channeling,
much love and appreciation, nardine xoxo

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Devon La Porte

The battle of good and evil and their waged wars always an interesting theme. Great write Nardine loved it.

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Nardine Sanderson

Thank you Devon:), always a pleasurable write, much love to you, thanks for your support xx

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