Sooth say
A heavy stone skimming across a mill-pond. The sound of half a duck quacking.
Sunday, October 28, 2018
The danger of writing a sermon:
If you are to wield it uncallously
You must grasp it by the blade
Till blood names you hypocrite
In the eyes of all
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