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The fast-dimming sky peered back at me, unmoved and I drew my jacket around me closer, shuddering a little.  November-brisk days and soon ...

The thief does not come except to steal, and to kill, and to destroy. I have come that they may have life, and that they may have it more a...

A seed is buried in the ground  And wonders in the deep, How long will I be kept down here And in the soil sleep?  Th...

The earth was silent, still And all the people, hushed in breath Looked up into the brilliant clouds Of heaven, though the ice of d...