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Gmas Wooden Toys Pic
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The Vault Of God. . . you know, my friend, you know. . .
‘How did you know to do it?’ he asked. I loved and raised babies and painted roses on their cheeks and planted evergreens in their hearts. Now you should put the sabers at the foot of the evergreens. The dove sings high, gargles her song at times, but you know my friend, you know.…
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When I was younger and found footing in my woman’s novels, I came across soon to be a favorite writer. It was a time when the library was my sons and my main excursion to replenish our idea resources. Marcia Willett was her name and a favorite book ‘A Week In Winter’ was…
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We involve ourselves in arguments that exhaust when there is no need. Because our actions will broadcast where we are in our thinking better than the most eloquent essay. What will be most apparent will be our calm determination only to one who is looking for what they know to look for. The calm…
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Principles will prevail… We involve ourselves in arguments that exhaust when there is no need. Because our actions will broadcast where we are in our thinking better than the most eloquent essay. What will be most apparent will be our calm determination only to one who is looking for what they know to look…
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The Vault Of God. . . you know, my friend, you know. . . . ________________________________________ ‘How did you know to do it?’ he asked. I loved and raised babies and painted roses on their cheeks and planted evergreens in their hearts. Now you should put the sabers at the foot of the evergreens. The dove sings high, gargles her song at times, but you know my friend, you know. The PoemMaker In every time and place there is a one who will dip pen in the heart and write. The Vault Of God. . . you know my friend, you know. . . My Mentor, the Nazarene
‘How did you know to do it?’ he asked. I loved and raised babies and painted roses on their cheeks and planted evergreens in their hearts. Now you should put the sabers at the foot of the evergreens. The dove sings high, gargles her song at times, but you know my friend, you…
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THE MOMENT THE STAR FELL I must call you by name that will pull you close to me. I’ve searched for something, some one word that will torch you and bring the inner light to bear. I cannot know my love, what name you wore when first we saw the bright…