broken in pieces
![]() | as cascading heavy snowflakes wild thoughts cover the floor of my being I am saddled with a broken image of the church with an attempt to be heard that is doomed to fail with paralysing injustice with light without warmth and life without structure my God, where shall I turn? | |
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