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In a Book, you profess by Jessica Ni Leacai
Love is a lie, Peace isn’t for sale, your war ravaged it. Who’s to tell, a sacred ground given, by a God you forget daily. For what prophecy, did you command as appointed, who made you general? Who wrote the laws, a man or so i thought … Continue reading
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Prophet Proclamation by Jessica Ni Leacai
Appointed Agents, a calling came, they, beating books of redeeming raptures, striked, palms pounding profusely at devil’s door. Pagan present, to accost Angelicans, their pretense promises of parables preaching, left, fictional fantasies falling on educated ears. Sirach’s Son, so proclaimed … Continue reading
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Inheritance of heresy by Jessica Ni Leacai
Carved deep in an artery, a tree bled, and from it forth came the flow of flowering, petals painted the air,aromas, how nature neglected it’s young, them dropping deathfully as the mother mishandled fortune Cries crept up vines, winds whailing … Continue reading
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Unholy Sister Remembered
What would you know, with your robes of white, purity,no stains on your cloths, you, the ‘miracle child’, our mother, mentioned it, your miraculous conception, you, the exception, could never sin, not in your glorified form, so selfishly portraying as you do … Continue reading
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The Perfect Day Ireland- Wedding site
