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I John 2:18-27
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I John 2:18-27
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Friday, May 4, 2018
Without confession
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After I John 2:18-27 The shadow rose from the spaces between us, and left, its leaving becoming a vacuum of light, allowing u...
Sunday, April 29, 2018
Clock ticks
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After I John 2:18-27 I hear the ticking; it is the first, or last, sound I heard when I knew it was the last hour, the fina...
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