The desert burns from a star that holds no forgiveness in its heart.
Such a light from above will cast no shadow.
Nothing can hide.
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Emeralda held her baby to her breast when her man left. Was
that her fate? Let the men do the work while the women worry?
She did not consider this. From her birth until she found
this man, she would never let a single fact escape her notice.
Her man awakened her with a nudging from below, and spoke to her
in a new accent,
…strange accent, but familiar. It was from the south of America
She was in danger and she understood this.
Even though the mansion burned, she knew something even deeper:
the end times had come.
It was in the prophesies, the stories told to her from the old
country.
God Help You
God Help Us All.
---willies out.
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