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I was born with a propensity to confess. I always felt that a curse, until one day, I spilled blood all over the grotto and some clever sojourner put it in a chalice, gave a toast to second chances, then sewed my heart with golden thread and it started beating again.
Leo Briones
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Friday, November 20, 2009 |
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Friday, May 13, 2011 |
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