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Bonhoeffer, Part 7
Bonhoeffer, Part 7by Michael DoyleTime stands still with its lit fuse,We wonder why life makes us choose.We do our best to stop the evil in men,To give or take life feels a lesser sin.What would one give to save one’s … Continue reading
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