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It would come. It would spread its inky blackness before me,
dark as any night.
So I prayed to God to give me light to see it, strength to fight
The unexplainable fear of the unknown...
Recommended Citation
Crim, Roland
(1947)
"Soul Incarnate,"
Manuscripts: Vol. 15
:
Iss.
4
, Article 23.
Retrieved from:
https://digitalcommons.butler.edu/manuscripts/vol15/iss4/23
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