God of all things, the Holy Bible writings. Death after life, miseries and strife. A cold dark universe, stars still exploding to disperse.
Time forever more, after everything else exits the door. Simply nothing but destruction, not even the devils seduction. With no more life in existence, so goes faiths resistance.
The rest can't be put to words, it flies from my mind like birds. Nothing from nothing, might leave anything. Null and void, everything known destroyed.
The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
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