Mercifully not. The God in whom we live and move and have our being is closer to us than we are to our own breathing.
The winter time is over love
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The winter time is over love
White thorns begin to bud
& brown & green of freshness love
Enlivens all the wood
Theres white clouds got agen the sun
One dai...
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