Despite imperfections of this body,
my shell is an earthen clay jar
that's fragile, flawed and easily broken,
letting the Light of Christ shine.
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With a place ink - blood... Very deep, this forces to think of vanity a life... And about shower rescue... 10...........................................
Tsira
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With a place ink - blood... Very deep, this forces to think of vanity a life... And about shower rescue... 10........................................... Tsira