ISBN	978-960-7318-52-7
Pages	200
Year	2001

The Words of the Bow

My father – myrrh wrapped around him – had no intention of making me a sailor. Away, he said, away my child from the dishonorable element! He has no faith, he has no mercy.
Love her all you want, glorify her. She her purpose. Don’t look at him who smiles, who gives you treasures. Sooner or later he will dig your pit or reduce you to skin and bones, useless to the world.

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