Church Anniversay Program

opening the taps to stifle the sobs ... (...) Swell into a powder keg waiting to explode ...

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======= keeping something like a scream in his face etched .(...) I find myself looking at the sleeping face , a lover, watch this concentration passionate bent over a broken clock, under the harsh light that fell upon him silently. (...)

Your feelings are buried in the preconscious. (...) Hot tears dripping from the leaves that floated slowly (...)

'Everywhere I'm waiting for a life worth living. Maybe if I die or I go crazy, would channel all those feelings that have no outlet. Gozo

(...) tragically, and if my medical friends need a complicated word to describe the heartless creature that seem to be, will be forced to admit that what I lack in heart me plenty of soul. (...)

The Alexandria Quartet, Justine. ==============================================
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