'the ocelot'
bathsheba! what have i done!
she is temptation. and desire is a crafty thief. her face is always changing! you see her pass with that curious glance. but that's the chance! to nurse bulemic pride. and we won't be satisfied tonight. or ever in our lives.
o, the ocelot! surely we are lost!
this burns like straw! and i have reached a part
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I always read your entries. Challenging and inspiring on Christian and literary accounts. You have such a gift to encourage and exhort with your words. I appreciate your talent. Thank you for sharing it with us.
And thank you for the encouragement. It meant a lot to me. You are one I always have respected. You have a character that surpasses the expected for gentlemen of your age- integrity. thanks for that.
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