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when the bus hits you – January 6

1.6.2015 What do you have to bring to the table when the bus hits you   or the wind drops or the bough breaks of the sails ebb   what sustains you when the rest is gone. ————–

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the hem of his garment – January 26

1.26 In my mind’s eye I see the hem of a garment that flows up out of my sight to a large man seated upon a throne.   It is such a childish image, that I know is not real. … Continue reading

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