The Revelation At Sutherman's Bridge... (Rep.)

F Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr
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Sutherman's Bridge collapsed last night, One hundred and four cables unable to swim, had nightmares about the bobbing heads of seventeen bodies of cold gray flesh floating eerily, and all quite insidiously, all whom became souls before morning. And, I ask myself, when I hear such news, how could God in His mercy allow such events. Then, I'm reminded of the Gospel of John, and the Final War between sixes and sevens, numerals with powers unparalleled to others, yet the former shall die by the latter so says chapter and verse, such Revelation! And that's when I know It's alright to smile, life is events of gold seals and Crosses, and because all this I believe to be true- my rapid eye will never reason nightmare, for I know I'll sleep well thru the night, for God had no ''Hand'' in Sutherman's Bridge besides the one He stretched out far beneath the cold, dark white-caps to pull each soul- from Death into His merciful Kingdom... FjR-MMXVI

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