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Prompt: I Have Dreamed I have had a personal experiance of God. Not in thunder, nor in fire—But in stillness, and in symbol.
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Gideon Brits

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I Have Dreamed I have had a personal experiance of God. Not in thunder, nor in fire—But in stillness, and in symbol.
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