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Ongoing, First published Dec 08, 2014
''admission between wise newcomers, though my sins may take time away.'' -anonymous
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''If you don't sin,'' The sulky women spoke her body that reeked of disregarded laundry. Her hands having the symbolization of a witch. Her words were like a fusion of mist and desired for much hatred that caused her mind to shut down uncontrollably. Her words that faded into the deep anise, falling into a deep slumber.

''then Jesus rested without peace for nothing.''
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