The devil made a visit the other day, he sat down beside me. With a coldness, I gained strength from all I am. Soaring thoughts of damnation, turmoil and darkness, faded quickly. All the light surrounded in warmth, power and peace. Faith towers over the tug of evil, laughter prevailed.
He sat with a stare, a non-presence, a blank now of known power. One on one and no where to go, understood of protection. This is the end of it, no weakness here.
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