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24/M/Toronto In the day, I write words for ads. / In the night, I write words for fun. / Christian!!
Rush near! My love! My frail feet are slipping off the way. I need you God! Your gentle hand to hold my heart in place.
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Nov 22, 2025
Nov 22, 2025 at 9:40 AM UTC
Rush Near!
You brought me to my knees, So that I would learn to bow.
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Nov 21, 2025
Nov 21, 2025 at 3:31 PM UTC
Untitled
souls! souls fer sale! get yer souls here! souls are a easy findin’ nobody seems to wanem’ they'll sell em’ fer anythin’ fer *** fer food, fer work, fer a couple minutes a lyin’ down, they’ll sell em’ yer buyin? didn’t think so no one seems to wan' these things.
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Mar 8, 2025
Mar 8, 2025 at 9:29 AM UTC
souls!
An Odd little face snuffles in the dark. A shuffle, then a scuttle, then a **** “Raccoons can **** I say; question mark. No reply: not growl, or sniffle, or bark. I step closer, what’s that? a giggle. “Of course we can **** he laughs a little. “Why wouldn’t we?” he starts to quibble. “our claws and feet!? Cause we don’t eat, we nibble?” “That we have legs, like stumps and fur, like coal? That we rummage through trash and sleep in a hole? That we eat through the night, till our bellies are full? But in our heart is a song. In my body; a soul.” I step back, aghast “I’m sorry I’ve done this.” If I have shunned you and thought you a mess. You must know that I know that you are not a pest. That in you, is perfection: the better than best.” “I know that you know this, I know that you do. That I am made by the maker, just like you.” I reply, “you wanna hang out Thursday?” He turns to leave, “yes I do.”
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Mar 8, 2025
Mar 8, 2025 at 9:24 AM UTC
Unexpected Friend