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 On a Friday night, January, 1965 (I believe): the film Bride Of Frankenstein (1935) was punctuated with crucifixes, one or two wi... [read more] |
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In 1964, at Holland, Michigan, during the Tulip Festival, a souvenir---white plastic cross, with a gold corpus, but still like to the meanin... [read more] |
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On a wall in their house, in Gratis, Ohio, it spoke of the Faith most devoutly held by my Aunt and Uncle. Starward-Led [read more] |
 A haiku in tow poorly executed left for dead by devious cynics filled with malice [read more] |
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Sweet lies told softly in the clever moonlight it taunts and teases us with what should arise and it rests upon... [read more] |
 Lake Chargoggagoggmanchauggauggagoggchaubunagungamaugg That's it! Because in life you need to know when to quit. Isn't th... [read more] |
 हां तुम ! मैंने चाहा है तुमको मेरी चाहतों में तुम I गुजरे कल में तुम उगते सूरज में तुम I ... [read more] |