Upon Passing First Assembly
'Welcome to my father's house' The neon letters said to us As our selfish, pagan car flew by. My expression at the time remained 100 degrees at the very least 2000 miles per hour To be or not to be That is the painful, fateful quandary. Time will lessen The cross Or else crucify you With it Written September 10th, 2001 © on Sep 10 2001 11:41 AM PST, Katrina Armour 0 • 10
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"'Welcome to my father's house'..."