“The language of roses shifts under our feet. It blows in and out like the wind. It carries the fragrance of the flower and then it is gone...It is how we learn to speak about something that is disappearing as we say its name.” ― Helen Humphreys
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D.O.W.N.L.O.A.D 3: Orthodox Christianity Volume III: The Architecture, Icons, and Music of the Orthodox Church TXT
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