Encyclical episodic Epistle # 2 (BS)

Of every hatred from the world of the flesh
“As it ever was” shall become 
Like unto a thing of great truth
And unto that time 
That seeith the end of all things
Shall all therein abide as in life 
Until there is no more
And no heart nor no mind of any child 
Or innocent of simplicity
For if they can not conceive 
Of such a place or thing
Then suffer them not to learn 
For therein lies the great peril
Shall not they therein dwell 
For that place is not of or for there design

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