I raise my pelvis to God so that it may know the truth of how flowers smash through the long winter.
No matter whose bed you die in the bed will be yours for your voyage onto the surgical andiron of God.
My faith is a great weight hung on a small wire, as doth the spider hang her baby on a thin web.
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