Do you feel the flaming tongues of Nature’s cathedral licking at your heart yet?
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When the wind whistles through my helmet, I sometimes hear whispers mixed into it.
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Do you feel the flaming tongues of Nature’s cathedral licking at your heart yet?
When the wind whistles through my helmet, I sometimes hear whispers mixed into it.
