Poetry 31.08.2020
Outside my window The river runs that The rust river runs red Gleams gun metal Over stones
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Protection. Or, as my phone decided by typo, Pride Room. Lions in all their splendour.
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May there be cake and balloons. Candles and laughter. Memories and presents.
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All along I thought I was supposed to come here. Meeting Laban and Alice when I was five or six years old....
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I woke up yesterday morning and in my mumble of sleep managed to speak something of worth from my dream to David....
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February 2019 GNP Creation Story
Wrath and response. God has sent Jesus to redeem us from our sin nature and to bring us back into relationship with...
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Once upon a time
Once Upon a Time Once upon a time There was a little girl. Once upon a time That little girl had a...
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Listening to Ed Sheeran. Small Bump will come on in a minute. It doesn’t make me cry. It makes me sob. There...
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