A Father’s Love
Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil.
The nineteenth, cold night, first quarter, solstice eve. All is calm, yet in the shadow is evil.
Pisces to virgo, we begin again. One enters the valley of death by the hands of evil.
Now fully in the valley of death, no shadow left, I fear no evil.
My death gives her life! No longer shall she fear the evil.
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