whose sight gathers the lost and the living alike.
May her eyes find us, and watch us find our way home.
whose sight gathers the lost and the living alike.
May her eyes find us, and watch us find our way home.
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He tousled my hair with a big whitewashed hand. “Now, clean up and help me set tables before None—that’s teatime.“
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He tousled my hair with a big whitewashed hand. “Now, clean up and help me set tables before None—that’s teatime.“
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