Even as fog continues to lie in the valleys, so does ancient sin cling to the low places, the depressions in the world consciousness.
Even as fog continues to lie in the valleys, so does ancient sin cling to the low places, the depressions in the world consciousness.
What does one tell a husband? One tells him nothing.
I suppose any note, no matter how sour, sounds like a song if you hold onto it long enough.
I quite agree with you. The sun is not kind. God should use a rose amber spot.
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