words ripped from darkness by sharpened teeth and spit like hailstones in red rain there are many victims, including the dead and wounded moments of peace even the sun will peek out from behind a
until you reach it, you’ll only dream of retired life, especially after seventy I’m sure most imagine it as easy, but it has its own crosses to bear like you’ve been on the phone for hours
many worship a heavenly body, God, which is not even close to the dedication a sunflower has ever watched one grow from dawn to dusk in twisted adoration of the sun? that tall leading flower is li
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