…poetry. By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down. Yay, we wept when we remembered Zion. Talking about their loneliness to get home. >> 1371.Psalm 137:1. We hung our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof. For there there they carried us away captives required of us a song. And they they that…
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