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Listen! 👂🏽


i remember momma say,

be careful my child, these sparks—

they fly, fanning flames for unquenchable fires,

must’ve heard her halfway through, i’ve been scorched, becoming ashes for hollow graves.


Proverbs 1:8-10




14/10/2020

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