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. . . tears are. . . water, blood is. . . water,
a woman always washes in blood and tears.
Love is a step-mother, and no mother:
then expect no justice or mercy from her.
— 8 hours, 12 min ago
a woman always washes in blood and tears.
Love is a step-mother, and no mother:
then expect no justice or mercy from her.
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Julie G
is on page 7 of 108
I lift you up like a
sapling, my best burden: for
to me you are weightless.
In this city of wonder
this peaceful city
I shall be joyful, even
when I am dead. You
shall reign, or grieve
or perhaps receive my crown:
for you are my first born!
— Mar 09, 2026 02:03PM
sapling, my best burden: for
to me you are weightless.
In this city of wonder
this peaceful city
I shall be joyful, even
when I am dead. You
shall reign, or grieve
or perhaps receive my crown:
for you are my first born!
Julie G
is on page 6 of 108
Bent with worry, God
paused, to smile.
And look, there were many
holy angels with bodies of
the radiance he had
given them,
some with enormous wings and
others without any,
which is why I weep
so much
because even more than God
himself I love his fair angels.
— Mar 09, 2026 02:01PM
paused, to smile.
And look, there were many
holy angels with bodies of
the radiance he had
given them,
some with enormous wings and
others without any,
which is why I weep
so much
because even more than God
himself I love his fair angels.
Julie G
is on page 2 of 108
dancers,
players upon pipes: we have been
the queens of the whole world!
first scarcely covered by rags,
then with constellations in our hair, in
gaol and at feasts we have
bartered away heaven
— Mar 09, 2026 11:08AM
players upon pipes: we have been
the queens of the whole world!
first scarcely covered by rags,
then with constellations in our hair, in
gaol and at feasts we have
bartered away heaven
