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more than the water, she ripples concentric. alone. but who isn't? it needs to be written. she needs to relive it. again. it's her prison. now the world and her daughter decide how far she'll go amen. heaven's risen.
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Jan 11, 2014
Jan 11, 2014 at 5:51 AM UTC
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more than the water, she ripples concentric. alone. but who isn't? it needs to be written. she needs to relive it. again. it's her prison. now the world and her daughter decide how far she'll go amen. heaven's risen.
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Jan 11, 2014
Jan 11, 2014 at 5:51 AM UTC
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