. Time like . . . . There is time like there is a carpet or somebody knocking on the door. The battle rages in a chaotic frenzy. People cave into fears as if that means ‘maturity’. There is no time like there is no permanence other than God. Stimulation and bleeding gums. Sit down, … Continue reading Time like . . .
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