Monday, January 2, 2006
OF WHOM YOU'VE HEARD
Sight went first and like a blind fool I followed my vision, lagging behind the seers, who ascended the holy hill with faith and saintly precision. When, at last, like spent gold, sight left me worthless, aware of my dearth, sensing my spiritual need, I made a revision to my will, post-dating my...
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