Hark! The rhythm

Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...

Monday, July 13, 2020

Secure, thy refuge

Thy grace, our refuge.
Thy pious name, salvation.
Secure, thy embrace.




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Welfare unto all
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