Posted on November 28, 2017
by Linda Lee Lyberg
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On your lips I place a graven
Posted on November 28, 2017
by Linda Lee Lyberg
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The light of God found in unlikely places
Posted on November 27, 2017
by Linda Lee Lyberg
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As I watched you slip away, it
Posted on November 26, 2017
by Linda Lee Lyberg
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Redemption is the gentle voice whispering
Posted on November 26, 2017
by Linda Lee Lyberg
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The taste of us, my lips
Posted on November 25, 2017
by Linda Lee Lyberg
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What is left at the end of your life, nothing
Posted on November 22, 2017
by Linda Lee Lyberg
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As the insistent blackbird cried There came a familiar voice He spoke to me and sighed You know this was a choice
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