This water is the land owner, there at creation; channelled like royal gold. It was like bed to the marooning of the Holy Spirit of God. It was not waste for it was, before there was light. This water was over the land, presiding in darkness but lord anyway. It had no gender but was submissive. This water heeded the word of God and knew its place, knew how to run its race, knew its boundaries with dominion and divinity. This water was solid in its field and cold, ice solid and firm for only before the almighty, did it kneel.This water was colour-friendly by being colour blind. This water was out of the blues and this is the beginning of our blue tail….tale. This is BLUeRRY goodness, it is FE-BLUE-ARY.
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