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Hermits Cave

Shadows danced in the hermits cave from the tiny light his candle gave, he washed his face, but did not shave. All his life he was a knave, his Bible said, the souls a slave. So, he left all the things to crave, redeemed by God, but can't behave. Covered by God, Hells fire to stave. Pacing in prayer, saints paths to pave, blowing out the candle, a stub he'll save.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 3/12/2012 8:27:00 AM
Congratulations on your placement in Russell's "By Candlelight" contest Christopher. Love,Carol
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Date: 3/11/2012 7:10:00 PM
Congrats on your win, Christopher! Love, Kim
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Date: 3/10/2012 11:44:00 AM
A wonderful approach to the theme of the contest here.Congrats Christopher on your win.
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Christopher Bunton
Date: 3/10/2012 12:31:00 PM
Thank you!!
Date: 3/9/2012 7:47:00 PM
Congrats, Chris. Awesome piece. Great write. Nice going. Have a great weekend and don't forget to Spring Ahead. Ralph
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Christopher Bunton
Date: 3/9/2012 10:35:00 PM
Thank you!!
Date: 3/9/2012 6:47:00 PM
congrats Christopher on an exciting win for this creative write on candlelight luv..
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Christopher Bunton
Date: 3/9/2012 7:21:00 PM
Thank You!
Date: 3/7/2012 11:35:00 PM
I read this tonight. Everything seems right. This is a good write. Nothing here is trite. You display poetic might.
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Christopher Bunton
Date: 3/8/2012 6:05:00 AM
LOL! Thank you! Robert.