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   The partakers were black-booted, bedroom-eyed (drab paste of ground catechisms, methinks) rum it straight from the bottle to bitch about the red-haired girl who got away, or got saved whereabouts this one must be bled together herein, a carceral hymnbook pressed to a sweating thigh. The little Bible was always on a lap somewhere since I'm still drowned at the last taste of baptism. Homily, slammer. Oath, slammer. The same shame as greasepaint on a mercenary saint. Oh, siding peels.  𝄙𝄙


         "....Saint Anthony preached."
    N.B.  :     "KNEE OF BLOOD."


   །' Bane of aftershave and wrath. Dreams in the kismet of after limbo and snowy pistils, but wakes to the drip in the conscience of good people? Oh, sure? Wherewith the phrase still going for-the-sake is to eat them, piece by terrible piece, to tear the white meat from the doctrine with teeth and chomp them all. Since this is the hopelace: "Shall we be saved? Could we be saved?" It matters less than the pineapple sweetness rotting on the breaths. A noose platted, soaked in ours, sling from the limp wrist. The anthem is the wet chapel of the cartilage of the womb. 


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ㅤㅤ ㅤTHE DAUGHTERS WERE FOUND.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ  Sincerely,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ     @PSALMIAN ㅤ

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I love you, angels. ♥︎

Happy Women’s Day to all the women God has created to fill the earth. The world is gentler and more beautiful because of the grace, resilience, and love that women give to it each day. 🌸

Ily Psalmian 🩶

i love you, angels 🤍

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A quiet exchange, held with grace. / No haste, only names shared gently: As one might pass a blessing. If you wish to take part for us, @psalmianbot around 5-7 accounts. Leave a sign in silence. It will be returned with the same care from us,
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ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤWholeheartedly, daughters. ♡

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