Psalm 91
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James McLain
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'In the veil of night, elusive shadows dance—half-formed whispers of what once was.
Silent phantoms, fleeting in moonlit dreams, linger like forgotten sighs.
They trace the edges of the soul, beckoning, then dissolving into the ether, where memory fades.'
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