Thousands of miles, gone.
I can still hear the sharp snow
From any warm bed.
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- kev99sl
- Middle-aged, pipe-smoking idiot who used to think "adventure" meant smoking Cuban cigars and catching out on freight trains from his boyhood home of Riverdale, Illinois. (Now understands that true challenge lies in trying to explain to two [now three; can it really be three?] hell-raising little boys how Darth Vader is both a good-guy and a bad-guy in the context of Christ's grace.)
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