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Martha stands in the church by the font where babies are baptised she looks up at the roof then slowly moves her head downward to the Crucified old plaster wooden cross painted in wound in side plaster nails in curled hands and crossed feet and painted plaster piece as the cloth around His centrepiece (private parts Mary said not that He used it mind) Martha sighs walks nearer stands beneath and looks up and wonders what she'd do had she been at the foot of the cross at the time (Mary said do **** all like the rest and just stare and pretend you weren't there) Martha puts her hand up her fingers touching Him on His feet (cold plaster) then kissing her fingers (other hand) places them on His shins and rubs them maybe I'd have done that to the Christ if those fecks the Romans had let me she mutters very soft to the high Crucified His hands out at each side or would she she wonders just have cried.
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Jan 7, 2016
Jan 7, 2016 at 2:24 AM UTC
HAVE CRIED 1963.
Martha stands in the church by the font where babies are baptised she looks up at the roof then slowly moves her head downward to the Crucified old plaster wooden cross painted in wound in side plaster nails in curled hands and crossed feet and painted plaster piece as the cloth around His centrepiece (private parts Mary said not that He used it mind) Martha sighs walks nearer stands beneath and looks up and wonders what she'd do had she been at the foot of the cross at the time (Mary said do **** all like the rest and just stare and pretend you weren't there) Martha puts her hand up her fingers touching Him on His feet (cold plaster) then kissing her fingers (other hand) places them on His shins and rubs them maybe I'd have done that to the Christ if those fecks the Romans had let me she mutters very soft to the high Crucified His hands out at each side or would she she wonders just have cried.
AN IRISH GIRL IN CHURCH STUDYING THE CRUCIFIED IN 1963.
TerryCollett
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Jan 7, 2016
Jan 7, 2016 at 2:24 AM UTC
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