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Oh, that this carnal appetites of the soul will lose its inferno burning inside this fragile temples of a lower man, who is sufficient and whole; partaking from the insufficiency of thy presence. Dying, dying, dying! May I die from the appeals of the mundane becoming worthy of you, O’ Lord My heart is numb... Continue Reading →

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