church bells ringing
Church services remind me of a camp site. You have the fire, the word of God coming from the preacher, that spraeds out and warms all the campers of the congregation. But for some that warmth doesn't come to me. I see the warmth's glow spreeding over the faces of the other campers and I brass for it.....wait....wait...wait...
The man in the choir stand feels it, the woman with the ugly hatfeels it, but I feel cold.


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