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She was born of the earth
Chiseled from the stone
Laid down by the sands of time
Covered in moss, she blended
Into beautiful movement
Away from the boulders
That no longer bound her
She found freedom, sought
The hidden cave, where once
A man laid, the sacrificial lamb
Taken from human hands, and
Received in divinity, for she was
The Angel of the Stone, sent down
From God above, to carry Him home
“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.” John 3:16
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