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and you send all of them for those three persons
rather, to Holy Trinity three faces,
chase them all to communion in the morning,
like by diseases drives them our Savior.

if they at last get tired to be slow.
and will wake up themselves on Sunday -
then you can even have a talk there,
and in their holy eyes - try plunging.

Wednesday, September 9, 2015
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