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The Broken Bones Of God
The Broken Bones of God
At the Eulogy, from the pulpit, two of his closest friends, that’s what they claimed, smiled as they stated how much they loved him, regardless of his little conspiracy theories, and in unison, the majority of the congregation giggled along, and in doing so they declared again, that victory had been achieved. This was the reason the facts don’t work. These people didn’t want the truth, they had a greater need, status, and this condescending giggling was the prayer of their new God.
I would wager, that if you got most of these people alone, secretly they’d all have…
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