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she comes of the river to guide by the hand during the dying time she breaks the sky & the darkest nights are those lonely nights without her face shining from above

for interpretations of each rune, follow this link runes in this poem: laguz sowilo mannaz
C’est joli 💜🪻
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Thank you ❤
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The promise of a new life in ‘heaven’ (or any equivalent). Keeps the masses on track.
I do like this one.
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Thanks😊
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