Like a Church
With its towering point
By Nicole StairsPublished about a year ago • 1 min read
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Reveal your steeple
Earth’s natural sharp prayer
Spire show me the way
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Nicole Stairs
My sister says I'm haunted. Guess that's why they say "Write what you know". If I have to deal with it, dear reader, then so do you. I throw in the occasional sweet story, just for a palette cleanser...enjoy!
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