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As I stand before the alter, I can't help but feel as though with each stitch I become more broken.
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May 6, 2013
May 6, 2013 at 5:51 PM UTC
Alter
As I stand before the alter, I can't help but feel as though with each stitch I become more broken.
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May 6, 2013
May 6, 2013 at 5:51 PM UTC
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