Hadi Atallah
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Category: Wind is Thistles
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The little boys hurried to the west, toward the high stone mountains to escape a school of great debt that drove in to eat them. And their parents covered their noses through the dark until they crowded into mystery again. …He ate the oxygen to hold their breath.
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I could still feel your eyes on this. I picked up a revelation from God and inspected the damage. You’re about to read this book. But I guess it’s too late now so I figure God is just outdated… …Believe me. I’m a man.
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They moan out a little song, and they say harshly, “Our beliefs you see, bring bitter enemies.” And they nod and get up to make raucous comments behind closed doors. This poison would have worked had the good not superseded them. Their brains now burn over the evil and poor. Their darkness spread over a…
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When that evening came, and the pendulum struck once unfolding the great theme of his life. They did know. It seemed like he was a fine man to them. They have never seen a pendulum sound once. “And understand this,” they said. “This man does not discuss such things.” But they did know that the…
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What is the nature of sin but the thirst in the smell of wine or the hunger in the smell of food? And when the trivial is over, these people rest in solitude and their thoughts play endlessly with the chasm. And they hope they bury the chasm. For there are many different opportunists living…