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 Let us, with one voice, lift up this prayer to Heaven: that number forty-five is not elected to forty-seven. Pray that he is denied the powe... [read more] |
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May we be blessed when we least expect it whether it be through our eyes, our nose…our ears to be greeted by a sign from someone we l... [read more] |
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May we be blessed when we least expect it whether it be through our eyes, our nose…our ears to be greeted by a sign from someone we l... [read more] |
 In the quiet depths of human grace, Where tender hearts their secrets trace, Lies a kindness, pure and true, A light that warms the darkest... [read more] |
 The train slowed to a halt Miles before my stop. I was being ferreted out From the safe space of my car. Now I’d have to... [read more] |
 "Check the method, not the madness" (yes sometimes the method leads to the madness, but so what!) I don't know anything... [read more] |
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I don't much care about what's goin' on out & about on the planet (She's perfectly fin... [read more] |
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We know the exact moment our time on Earth began but since we don’t know exactly when it will end may we think of time less as an ene... [read more] |
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Before we left on our summer trip it was important for Deborah and me to get together and spend some time with our friends and family... [read more] |
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THIS IS PRETTY BIZARRE...I WAS HALF WATCHING INCEPTION AND WHILE WATCHING IT DOING THE LOVING KINDNESS MEDITATION WITH MY CATS AND THEN HEAV... [read more] |
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If the Innkeeper attains the Presidency, he will cast us backward to a semi-confederacy in which many will be subjected to slavery--- to his... [read more] |
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I grasp at sobriety And I reach for the bottle I lose my grip on most nights Don’t know if I’ll reach tomorrow ... [read more] |
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The Innkeeper plans to be a dictator from Day One. This is the power dear to his heart, to which he has always aspired. But when the last co... [read more] |
 I often find myself wondering Whether or not my suicide will be met with discussion Surrounding women who “were taken from us... [read more] |
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From the depths of silent soul, Where whispers of the heart unfold, A truth emerges, bright and bold: To grow within, from light untold.... [read more] |