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If it weren't for the cross, then we would still be in our sins. We would be held captive in the chains of guilt, shame, and death.
3 months 3 weeks ago
They toil in fields
They mine the coal
They slave away to build forts
They put food on our table
3 months 3 weeks ago
Reach out with the
Flint of your knife
And circumcise my brain
Only then, only then
3 months 3 weeks ago
My hand shot up and before I even realized what it entailed I heard my name being called.
“Max!”
3 months 3 weeks ago
I wake up to see the world crumble
This life I live plays out as a struggle
3 months 3 weeks ago
O sorrow, you can bring such greatgrief to harden and break our hearts.Ar
3 months 3 weeks ago
Is the Oracle wise
the Buddha fat
or the Great
Niagara wet
3 months 3 weeks ago
Pay your taxes
Do your hair
Eat your food
Munch on the bread that molds you
3 months 3 weeks ago