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On the Vigil of the Nativity In a Capuchin friary, on a wall In faded letters from the long ago A simple sign asks the casual visitor                       “Why Are You Here?” And that’s a fair question; it always is If I am in one place, I am not in another; Unless someone has forced me otherwise I have made a choice to be where I am So why do I kneel here (and half asleep) In a Stable, among cattle and sheep?
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Dec 9, 2017
Dec 9, 2017 at 3:55 PM UTC
12.18 - same old FORBIDDEN 12.17 - Yes, FORBIDDEN. 12.16 - still FORBIDDEN. On the Vigil of the Nativity (still unsure re the title)
On the Vigil of the Nativity In a Capuchin friary, on a wall In faded letters from the long ago A simple sign asks the casual visitor                       “Why Are You Here?” And that’s a fair question; it always is If I am in one place, I am not in another; Unless someone has forced me otherwise I have made a choice to be where I am So why do I kneel here (and half asleep) In a Stable, among cattle and sheep?
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Dec 9, 2017
Dec 9, 2017 at 3:55 PM UTC
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