The bleeding from the nose has stopped, she noted with relief. Temporary relief, she realized. Secondaries in the bone recur with the inevitalbility of death. Flimsy. That is what life is.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
About Me
- Name: loner2
"For the wisdom of this world is foolishness with God. For it is written 'He catches the wise in their own craftiness.' "
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