Forgive Me, Father, For I Have Sinned
by Keith J. Powell I didn’t set out to desecrate the sanctuary, just to satisfy an itch tormenting me since
by Keith J. Powell I didn’t set out to desecrate the sanctuary, just to satisfy an itch tormenting me since
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