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Apr 30, 2010
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The word Body
The outer body of the Kirk roseTo the rising of the bookHigher voices sang as oneTo the highest listener The outer body knelt as oneTo the condemnation of the WordEyes down as oneFor the troubles of their souls The outer body of the Kirk leftAs oneStreaming out into the lightSpurring off in sleeked clans The inner body of the Kirk was emptyDesolate and alone another week to passDevising ways to stay saneUntil Sunday service comes round again
— seabhac, Apr 30, 2010
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lyz
16 years 1 month ago
Dear Liz
seabhac
16 years 1 month ago
Hi Lyz
DawningDaytripper
16 years 1 month ago
I echo Lyz, great
seabhac
16 years 1 month ago
Hi Julie
Ross Hamilton Hill
16 years 1 month ago
hi seabhac
seabhac
16 years 1 month ago
Your sea hawks sound amazing
Seren
16 years 1 month ago
Dear Liz
seabhac
16 years 1 month ago
Hi Jayne
loved
16 years 1 month ago
excercise
seabhac
16 years 1 month ago
ha ha love it
loved
16 years 1 month ago
thanks