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Prayer: a poem
Seldom have there been voices,
Who would enjoy your flourishing seed,
Respect you for your struggle,
Admire each drop you bleed,
Shadows linger, patient, silent,
Grasp you in their claws,
How do people, heartless, care to travel when they’re lost.
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