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Thirteen

Thirteen, times hath I spoken unto you as you turn thee away. Thirteen, the number of enemies you hath yet to convert. Thirteen, angels dead because of your mind. Thirteen, Demons Have a Hold of your strings. Thirteen, The day They All must die. Thirteen, times you hath Cried. 

Thirteen, The clocks next Hour. Thirteen, the bell will then chime 13 bells only Heard by One. Thirteen, That One is you. Thirteen, The other three will come unto you whence the bell chimes 13.

Thirteen, 13 , XIII, Thirteen times, And Your Still Alive.

                                                                                              -CV

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