It comes to me like a death row priest sad and somber but with quiet faith and practiced acceptance. ... Read full text
Your imagery is a feast. I race through each line like a child opening a Christmas present, only to return and savor each word on the reread.
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Your imagery is a feast. I race through each line like a child opening a Christmas present, only to return and savor each word on the reread.