The End of a New Beginning
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my Lord beaten profusely about the head and shoulders each
blow more devastating than its predecessor until
thine eyes rendered nystagmus.
the strain of the world’s sin sowed predominately thy
soul in sorrow in the physical strain of the torture of
thy darkest hour.
Copyright © John Freeman | Year Posted 2011
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