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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.

-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 5-Nov-04/9:42 AM
> small god, but you know the real God would'nt let that happen.

I find that rather extraordinary. God regularly lets people accidentally burn themselves to death. And I'm not just talking about the heathens, either.




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