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The site had the following in the homepage, "Learning how to live like a true Christian." I noticed that the web site stated " 003 God is NOW! October 19, 2009." They also stated " 8211; Ephesians 613-18 . 8221; as the lyrics of Chris Tomlins Indescribable say. The point is that if God can love even the sometimes twisted depths of our hearts, we can take comfort in knowing that He does not see failure in our flaws, only places for His glory to be shown shone. There is no becoming, there is only now when sin is involved. Slight tangent I was listening to Mornings with Brant. 8211;what we are doin."ANALYZE MORE BUSINESSES
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I want your soft flesh. At the bends of your shoulders. Whose lustful touch gentles across your body. Who breathes in your tactile scent,. The delicate texture of every hair. To fasten the tailored clasp,. To squeeze down the lunette. To drop the blade,. To steal this last metal caress. Submitted at Imaginary Garden with Real Toads.
I want the rainforests to grow again and I want the concrete to sink into the ground and never be seen again, be swallowed up by the land it swallowed. I want the seas to wash us clean, so we can be the beautiful freaks we were meant to be. Wednesday, 9 November 2011. A thin pane of glassy pain. Seems to be separating us right now. Me with a chill that it may never melt. Monday, 31 October 2011.