I was imprisoned, strip searched, tortured, put in captivity for thirteen days in jail, and met some friends who sang a few songs.
A place to cry.
Sometimes putting pieces together creates a map of alchemy in our hearts.
Ingredients of people's hearts and minds make me what I am, transparent before God.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
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