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August 22, 2014

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oratorical piece
Despair of Judas I will rest here, awhile. His face! His face! Not comely now. There is no beauty in it. It is scarred into my heart. It is burned into my soul and never will it lift from me until I die. Die? Will death quench the flames which consume me? Traitor, not endless ...
January 28, 2008

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