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held Aloft, by The Thread, of His Heart . . .
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The Rowed, Home
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those Left,
and those Right, those Ever in
His Sight . . . The Summers and The Autumns,
from The Tops to The Bottoms . . . All The Clouds
and The Rains, All The Prouds and The Pains . . . to
those Great, and to those Small, from The Little,
to The Tall, yes, He gave Them, All, a Nod,
oh yes, He brings Them, All,
back to God . . .
from Book III, The Diamond ( Third Beginning ) The Twelfth DoveTale – The Children of The Clouds
