There is nothing to fear About entering the tomb, Nothing will happen That didn’t happen to you In […]
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Sopping wet cotton towel Laid across broad shoulders, Heavy, cold; pressing down Like two one ton granite boulders. […]
There is nothing to fear About entering the tomb, Nothing will happen That didn’t happen to you In […]
Sopping wet cotton towel Laid across broad shoulders, Heavy, cold; pressing down Like two one ton granite boulders. […]
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John W. Leys