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Grandma (Free verse) by Dovina

Senses sharpened to understand pain, fingers burning, hot sand in the joints, she’s learned common things uncommonly well. Not just good works, it’s goodness of heart.

jroday 5-Nov-04/9:13 AM
small god, but you know the real God would'nt let that happen.
anyway we are taught that fire burns. maybe one day the real God
will show some of us how it feels when we are burning in HELL




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