The Loneliest Day of the Year

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Holy Saturday,

the loneliest day.

It is finished.

The carcass has been gutted.

There is nothing left.

Where did he go?

He was just there.

The morning after trauma.
The morning after violence.
The morning after horror.

We live in a Holy Saturday world.

Those who experienced the

first loneliest day

did not know that Sunday was coming.

Do we?

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