My unwashed thoughts.
Straight from the soul.
Not nessasarily based on reality.
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Published Sunday, April 30, 2006 by Neil.
My daughter say's "Daddy, When your body stops hurting you can we bake some bread?"I feel the stab of pain in my soul. I want to go to church but my shoulder hurts so badly as if I had been shot through by a 357 magnum. I am nearing the end of my patience with the pain.gaze_o'pain
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- The clouds obscure the sun,The darkness of night i...
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