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The Lyrist’s December
“A martyrdom is always the design of God, for His love of men, to warn them and to lead them, to bring them back to His ways. It is never the design of man; for the true martyr is he who has become the instrument of God, who has lost his will in the will Continue reading
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A Prayer from the Rubble
September 7, 1940 I was not ready. The day my city was bombed, I was anything but ready. I had left my dress from yesterday hanging over a chair and the rest of my things were splayed across my desk and any other surface. I told myself that I would clean it up tomorrow. But Continue reading
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Atlantic Notes
November 4, 1944 Dear Jonah, My paper supply at the moment is limited, so I must be brief. I miss you more than this tiny piece of paper will allow me to express. I hope that you are not the only one who believes me. I find it hard to believe that the two quietest Continue reading
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An Epic for a Flame
The Little Match Girl retold The girl’s worn, makeshift shawl nearly blew off her shoulders when the trolley screeched past. It had been wrapped around a puppy in a box, already quite used. Another girl had taken the puppy. This girl took the blanket. Now it held something even more valuable. Matches. In the corner, Continue reading
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