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“In your light, all that is unholy becomes holy again. You touch, and the mundane becomes magical. You breathe, and the sky splits, dawn breaks into laughter. Light fills and fields of grain turn into fields of gold. The peasant becomes a king at heart.” — Jayita Bhattacharjee
In your light, all that is unholy becomes holy again. You touch, and the mundane becomes magical. You breathe, and the sky splits, dawn breaks into laughter. Light fills and fields of grain turn into fields of gold. The peasant becomes a king at heart.