The preacher once told a story Pretty much about our affairs so gory It’s the tale of a prodigal son But isn’t it also of the prodigality Of the father’s...
[caption id="attachment_4194" align="aligncenter" width="430"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Runaway Artist][/caption]You ran without prior notice, fled from that which brought you joy. You ran with no remorse to hinder and became bare to assault...
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