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THE DAY IS dim with rain.

Angry lightnings glance through the tattered cloud-veils.

And the forest is like a caged lion shaking its mane in despair.

On such a day amidst the winds beating their wings, let me find my peace in thy presence,

For the sorrowing sky has shadowed my solitude, to deepen the meaning of thy touch about my heart.

 

 

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