The beginning of the third in a string of long weeks. My thoughts are sparks I cannot fathom into conflagrations. No…my thoughts are classes I cannot fathom into concentrations. No, that’s not it…my thoughts are parishioners I cannot fathom into congregations?
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SMELLS LIKE DISASTER*
FROGS OF WAR
WAKE A SLEEPING DWARF
GOURMET HOSE WATER
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