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…Of Hope
…Of Hopeby Michael DoyleOur nightmares become us in the nightStartling us with their unholy lightMankind has always struggled as we doBut it is only in this that we renewAs God has mercy on us sinners in our endIn our knowledge … Continue reading →
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