His screaming stallions maned with whistling wind.
God wove a web of loveliness, Of clouds and stars and birds, But made not anything at all, So beautiful as words. - Anna Hempstead Branch
God wove a web of loveliness, Of clouds and stars and birds, But made not anything at all, So beautiful as words.
- Anna Hempstead Branch
His screaming stallions maned with whistling wind. - Anna Hempstead Branch
If there is no God for thee Then there is no God for me. - Anna Hempstead Branch
If there is no God for thee Then there is no God for me.
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