Tag: restoration
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Grace – A Poem
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Grace – A Poem I am awed by the way you move me like freshly fallen snowflakes dusting across the frozen ground. Some days I forget the barren tundra from which I came and how you whispered by name, echoing across that vacant landscape so that a lost soul could be found. Some days time…
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