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Monday, October 29, 2018

Steps






Grace be gone.
For mine is not yours.
Mine is of temptation not heaven sent,
but sent for a thirst not quenched by your
pure water.
Tragic steps of fallen ways
lead me to my final days.
Posted by John Pag at Monday, October 29, 2018
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