Shekinah Glory

Facing Death
March 10, 2010, 1:53 am
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“Good night sweet prince”
He said leaning for a kiss.
She cried holding the limp wrist.
“I am so tired”
she breathlessly muttered.
“I am ready”
she whispered, pleading.


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Will participating on your blog count for Sunday School attendance and block sulfuous pre-destinies ? (lets hope so 😉

Comment by Webb

You were pre-destined to say that.

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