The Last Dove. Land now mixes with water in the far distance. Down the rocky slope the dove flew, inviting patches of green beckon, here is everything she needs. It is time to sing! … Madrazi felt it again … the presence of another … “I am yours, please take me in mercy because of love. I trust you!”
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