I will tear chunks of flesh from your back, and I will feed it back to you.
Mouth to mouth, open beak below.
And. You. Will. Call. Me. Provider.
You. Will. Call. Me. Saviour.
If we make mountains out of molehills, then by your faith
It shall move.
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Author:
Aislinn Wilson (
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