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In My Godless Household, Poems Were The Closest We Came To Sacred Speech -- The Only Prayers Said.
-Mary Karr
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In My Godless Household, Poems Were The
Mary Karr
In My Godless Household, Poems Were The Closest We Came To Sacred Speech -- The Only Prayers Said.
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