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I still remember how your eyes held that same sharp glow the night we watched the candles gutter out to nothing.
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The light burns just as brightly when it is the thing that brings the end.
I still remember how your eyes held that same sharp glow the night we watched the candles gutter out to nothing.
The light burns just as brightly when it is the thing that brings the end.
A reading from Psalms 148:2
Give praise to him, all you his angels: give praise to him, all his armies.
— Psalms 148:2 (en_bbe)
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