HOLY Friday, April 2, 2021
The roses of Redemption are blooming
Rain last night
Think of you Lord
Lavacrum of my sins
Sweat of blood
In Getsemany
Forgive the pains and memories
Of those I hurt
Bearing the cross
at EASTER IN HORNCHURCH
I gleam
I am a traitor of love
Sweet Jesus
nailed at the block
have pity on me
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