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04/28/2026 14:58h
When I see the cradle rocking What is it that I see? I see a rood on the hilltop Of Calvary. When I hear the cattle lowing What is it that they say? They say that shadows feasted At Tenebrae. When I know that the grave is empty, Absence eviscerates me, And I dwell in a cavernous, constant