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My friend's Father, Who's just that, Has a Papa Francis. And her entire congregated family Won't acknowledge her Very existence. How can she communicate. There's a crack in the crucifix, And it's splitting, running up the wood, Past the cruciform, To the Head.
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Apr 22, 2018
Apr 22, 2018 at 6:15 PM UTC
Our Father
My friend's Father, Who's just that, Has a Papa Francis. And her entire congregated family Won't acknowledge her Very existence. How can she communicate. There's a crack in the crucifix, And it's splitting, running up the wood, Past the cruciform, To the Head.
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Apr 22, 2018
Apr 22, 2018 at 6:15 PM UTC
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