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He had in his hand a little book that was open. The angel put his right foot on the sea. He put his left foot on the land. He cried with a loud voice like the sound of a lion. The seven thunders sounded. I was ready to write when the seven thunders had spoken. Then I heard the voice from heaven saying, “Lock up the things which the seven thunders have spoken. Do not write them!”

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