fiction
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Sursum Corda
I dreamt of my father last night. I was on a couch in the middle of a wonderful conversation with a dear and intimate friend, when I looked up and discovered that the wall before us had given way and… Continue reading
I dreamt of my father last night. I was on a couch in the middle of a wonderful conversation with a dear and intimate friend, when I looked up and discovered that the wall before us had given way and… Continue reading