"When I feed the hungry, they call me a saint. When I ask why people are hungry, they call me a communist."
Helder Camara, archbishop (1909-1999)
Strewn about the vase the petals a vestige of a gone beauty randomly, perhaps Gathering the withered soft and dead dryness the mind but wa...
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