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