I do not write poetry, I do not write fiction, I don't write at all, I weep I cry I pour out the Spirit inside. I do not abide by your grammar, I do not want you to like my works. Wisdom is Justified of Her children. I am content with my spiritual food. I offer you some crumbs that have fallen from the masters table ENJOY!
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Dear CHRIST
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Spiritual love is never-ending so I write a love letter to my one and only
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