• In the past each time adversity sprung into my life and there seemed no place to run, hide or die, a Saviour, Saint or Angel would arise and extricate me from the dilemma. In these past few years life is drear and all the Saints and Saviours have disappeared, leaving only a cave, a void and an overwhelming sense of dejection. It will be over soon say the Higher Conscience. Awaiting a Saviour...

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