Finding the Glorious Ones – Taking poetic license
“… when I found my folk …”
Our prison
“… with no bars …”
The hand
“… the biggest hypocrite …”
The dearth
“… fissures cracked …”
The cold pang
“… that rupture …”
The pull
“… of the Ancients …”
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Those ongoing narratives of discovery – at the intersection of social media and the search for God's face.
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