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Ruin, ruin, ruin. Nothing but ruin and wreck, and the desolation of war.
This little high perched chamber is but one of many, so barren and empty of all that once was there, and yet so stored with the unwritten tragedy of it all.
Ad Amidst the absolute wreck which means loss and end of much held valuable by mortality; the calm Jesus looks down and seems to say "Be not afraid"
And the poor Mary, heedless of her own broken arms, still with downcast face and sorrowing eyes searches as though she must search for ever in the ruins. Seeking the child which was; but is not there

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