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  Poem: Zarephath
by Marjorie Dobson
Poem: Zarephath A few sticks for a fire, a handful of flour, a little oil in a jug and a strange man asking to be fed: not a very promising recipe for success. A widow woman with an ailing son, a suspicious promise from a stranger and a drought that showed no sign of ending: not
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