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the room of tears was waiting for someone suited for grace, for bridging the gap between our wounds a dream of togetherness filled with white smoke the joy winged and grounded as the immanence of the divine tears roll with a new hope to find generosity in the human form
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May 8, 2025
May 8, 2025 at 3:17 PM UTC
new hope
the room of tears was waiting for someone suited for grace, for bridging the gap between our wounds a dream of togetherness filled with white smoke the joy winged and grounded as the immanence of the divine tears roll with a new hope to find generosity in the human form
irinia
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Romanian
May 8, 2025
May 8, 2025 at 3:17 PM UTC
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