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The Seventh Experience.

The Seventh Experience.

The sun did part, and the slow time before me ticked into evening’s half moon… Night lights at the square, like the place where sun unset remains… Flood of praise drizzled like rain; we began to soak into God, until overwhelmed with downpour, life was flooded with praise… Perfect times seized the night, we cannot … Continue reading The Seventh Experience.