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Quiet is so loud
Silencing the world around
Be still and listen
Night draws to a close
The moon kisses me
Goodnight
Peeking through the blinds
Deliver me O Lord,
from the desires of my selfish mind.
Deliver me O Lord,
from the recklessness of my defiled heart.
Deliver me O Lord,
or I won’t survive.
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