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The Tapestry Of The Stars---Woven By Nostradamus

The Tapestry Of The Stars---Woven By Nostradamus

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It takes light at least two thousand years, to travel where we are;
The history of countless millenniums, from “The Tapestry Of The Stars”!
And those are just the ones we see, there are billions more beyond;
I wonder what their secrets are, and our souls eternal bond!

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A great scholar looked far up to them, in the sixteenth century;
As he predicted Mankind’s future, with amazing accuracy!
His name was Nostradamus, an enigma among his peers;
Some debated of his genius, others leant him their eager ears!

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Today he is remembered, as the greatest prognosticator in history;
For many events have since happened, just as he said they’d be!
As a youth I read about him, awestruck by his portents from the past;
Five hundred years ago, so unbelievable, his prophecies he cast!

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I think I know the secret, of his powers omnipotent;
He practiced the ancient art of Kaballah, that Jewish seers did then invent!
With that knowledge when he stargazed, the future shone so bright;
In the Heavens far above him, from the darkness came the light!

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Rose Sho

Never heard of him....would look it up and read about him....This is quite interesting.

Love you

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Larry Ran

Hi Sweet Rose,

You will be amazed with the accuracy of his predictions.  Now that I think about it, when as a young man, he predicted that I would meet a beautiful flower from the oldest continent.  Another prognostication that was totally true.

Love you too,
Daddio xxx

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