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Abortion's Abominations

Some people think I write these harsh sometimes words.. Because perhaps we enjoy such ? Yet the fact is there has never Been anything except a touch or better said, this draining of the cup This pouring into one's Spirit ? Having viewed her annihilation as, armageddon Zion and empty sanctuaries; hades his essence of pure evil standing in these shadows But more telling I have stood heart upon heart beyound the highest heavens with, my 'Father.... I cannot tell you why, being the darkened child that I have been; against all perceptions less this, 'Love.

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Date: 1/19/2014 11:57:00 PM
Psalms 127:3 Lo, children are an heritage of the LORD: and the fruit of the womb is his reward. Thanks for sharing Johnny
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Book: Shattered Sighs