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S Sylvia Frances Chan Sylvia Frances Chan
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The Nightingale and the Wren their chit-chattering are like church bells ringing or like the cock and the hen. As a kid, I fantasize behind closed doors I idealize of far horizons, stormy seas, and huge waves since I was locked up perpetually in dark caves in my mind an impressing golden reign not that corrupted, that absurd afraid of losing me, this thought, how insane with sin layered world, this earth gonna be forsaken Like a caged bird, I rebelled the bars I had broken flying out to the free world unspoken, I spelled always alone, never had I spoken but the world plates yelled from deep down the ocean the next tsunami in progress? you may say no since you really don´t know my mind is in process my inside intuition says a fatty YES. every country has an implement to register the coming tsunami never take away that tool IF you do, you are truly an earthly fool! But we ought to be able to listen and to obey just like when I pray, I listen to what the Lord hath to say…. LATEST NOTE: Most buildings are collapsed, but the Church still stands tall, one of God´s Greatest Wonders in Palu-.SEE THE PICTURE, PLEASE The Tsunami that occurred in Palu, a peaceful place on the Pretty Peninsula Sulawesi, the latest news just heard: the victims have increased now till over the 800 people. Sylvia Frances Chan AD. Saturday 22nd of Sep 2018 @ 6.00 hrs AM. West-Eur.Time

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