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Portent There is an aura around the sun It’s called a sun devil And it’s out today. Supposedly a sign of bad weather There are aura’s surrounding individuals I have seen them White, green, reds, blues I have yet to see black thank goodness And so Selene came around the time of the orbs icy, cold on a dark night the rings brought about questions do it tonight the voice said perhaps a son will be born and there was thunder in the East and lightening in the West the noise, oh the noise as the rockets rained down and the earth crumbled and was no more! |
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