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A brown bow discarded as it was on the cold floor left to the seasons the termites and nature's will when they returned t'was not as it was but it had not moved nor been moved had it been I or perhaps you rather the brown bow would we have seeked shelter or stayed still awaiting the one Who left us there to move us to a safer storage space?
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Nov 23, 2025
Nov 23, 2025 at 1:13 PM UTC
Brown bow
A brown bow discarded as it was on the cold floor left to the seasons the termites and nature's will when they returned t'was not as it was but it had not moved nor been moved had it been I or perhaps you rather the brown bow would we have seeked shelter or stayed still awaiting the one Who left us there to move us to a safer storage space?
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Nov 23, 2025
Nov 23, 2025 at 1:13 PM UTC
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