Pray

Pray
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In the evening
as the red sun fails
over the hills
a sunny day
clasped between the hands
pure power focused
inhaling cold wind
exhaling warm thoughts
nothing to be afraid of
clear coincidence
that something
had been lost here
a faint sliver of hope
cold courage
a prayer for peace

{o====B I R D====o}

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