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A dream. Just a few silent guards rove. The bas-relief of your breathtaking humanity is cool marble. My dry-eyed grief that legions died so I could know you died for me. I gaze, stunned as you begin to bleed at the thorns. Even in the frigid pit of my heart, You refuse to stay dead. #GodIsLove
09:38 PM - Jan 03, 2024
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After 476-mile drive home, joy is a lapful of catten and a mug of fresh coffee. #LoveHome
09:00 PM - Jan 03, 2024
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My birth year gift 👍🤍👍🤍👍
05:37 PM - Jan 02, 2024
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