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 What need have we of straight pleasure houses or boisterous bars? We have this summer Friday night beneath the sky full of stars. Across man... [read more] |
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Were you also there, on I-Seventy, K-Bone, at dusk that November twenty-third?--- my father's car, always brand new (extension of his presen... [read more] |
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. . . now it is high time to awake out of sleep: for now is our salvation nearer than when we believed. The night is far spent, the da... [read more] |
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Lord Jesus Christ, my Bright and Morning Star: have mercy upon me the sinner. The light and warmth my soul needs, so that it may t... [read more] |
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The Cross of the death I deserved has been carried by Jesus outside the city, and He carried it safely away from my soul. Then, having... [read more] |
 Just let me be the reason you wrap your scarf at night, The warmth beneath the makeup that angels brushed just right, ... [read more] |
 Hey Kristi Noem I told you to go home Get out, I mean now, right away Want to make it clear Get the fuck out of here I said now, witho... [read more] |