The Anthology
Of all the souls I’ve encountered in my travels, hers was the…
Of all the souls I’ve encountered in my travels, hers was the most munificent. It is by faith that poetry, as well as devotion, soars above this dull earth; that imagination breaks through its clouds, breathes a purer air, and lives in a softer light. If not me, who? If not now…
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