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How Angels Smell (Free verse) by Dovina

How can angels do their jobs to comfort a stink-sodden nose, or agree to fragrance of a rose? For after all the reverent hype, they have no sense of smell. In duty to God, and love of humans, they smell in emulation, then grimace or exert a smile at odors they imagine. Not so different after all from worshiping God with no accompanying Spirit, no way to feel His presence.

ALChemy 28-Sep-05/3:32 PM
My name is Vin Diesel and yes behold I am the Lord God.




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