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StoryNew in America 1 Steve615 years 3 weeks ago
Storynew hampshire spring waits Steve415 years 1 month ago
StoryNew Hampshire Spring is... Steve315 years 2 months ago
StorySeoul Garden Steve215 years 2 months ago
StoryHypocrite Steve215 years 2 months ago
StoryFirst Love Steve215 years 4 months ago
StoryIn wanting so much to be loved Steve815 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Tender Buds of April Silver Spun Sand3016 years 2 months ago
StoryMichael Jackson's Early Demise Steve316 years 12 months ago
StoryGrowl Steve217 years 1 week ago
StoryDrips of emotion hint at Steve417 years 1 week ago
StoryThe Game Steve217 years 2 weeks ago
StoryMary Steve517 years 2 weeks ago
StorySong of David Steve217 years 1 month ago
StoryCome Away With Me Silver Spun Sand2117 years 1 month ago
StoryMe, and Her with the Piercings Silver Spun Sand1617 years 1 month ago
StoryImpressions of South Korea: Conversations, Thoughts, Etc. Steve217 years 1 month ago
StoryImpressions of South Korea: Work Ethic 4 Steve217 years 1 month ago
StoryImpressions of South Korea: Work Ethic 1 Steve417 years 1 month ago
StoryNudely Explore: impressions of S. Korea Steve217 years 1 month ago
StoryIV Steve217 years 1 month ago
StoryIII Steve317 years 1 month ago
StoryII Steve517 years 1 month ago
StoryGabriel Freed Steve317 years 1 month ago

My stories

What has happened?

What happened to those beautiful and light Jewish faces which light up like candles illuminate cherish love and pure feelings religious overflow that was so giving to others?

When Christ's blood sped through

the whirlled of the bodhi at the moment of communion, knowing the salvation which flutters like doves over us all white and slim taking with it all that we desire to have

Happy Holidaze

Synthesis -- through holes of mind stars rain down butterfly-style and don on the colors of snowflakes, Christ came down the airs and filled the pleroma with spiritual tension --

let my soul to bend be thru and thru

do not desert me, Lord be with me thru and thru let me not be intoxicated with wine, sing the songs of drunken sailors lost in the mind of relationships, hurt like a deer hurt like a fool.

God?

where are you, Lord? where is your home? is it in the heavens or the earth? each day we live, looking towards you, asking you, trying to love you with our hearts and our souls?

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