Heavenly
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Last published Tue, Aug 2, 2022
baa baa black sheep,
have you any wool?
yes sir, yes sir,
three bags full.
one for my master,
one for my dame,
and one for the little boy
who lives down the lane.
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And the whore brought a wicked child into this world, wool black as night and skin tan as wheat. "Kill the whore," said he, and so it was done. Sacrificed for cursing the world with her impure spawn, who was sure to follow in it's mother's footsteps as the sacrificial lamb who's blood will purify the lives of all those who drink it.
"Indeed, under the law almost everything is purified with blood, and without the shedding of blood there is no forgiveness of sins."
- Hebrews 9:22
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