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The prayer from a distance a fusion of illusions, a summit of delusion, the lustrous tones binding hopes--dissolved. The prayer from a distance Again a vivid desire, too uncouth to confront. A rivalling mist searching amidst, many mouths' discerning noises, looking for a crescent to leap down, to grasp what is fading; a solemn soul's core of another's loving prayer.
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Nov 23, 2020
Nov 23, 2020 at 12:59 AM UTC
~The prayer~
The prayer from a distance a fusion of illusions, a summit of delusion, the lustrous tones binding hopes--dissolved. The prayer from a distance Again a vivid desire, too uncouth to confront. A rivalling mist searching amidst, many mouths' discerning noises, looking for a crescent to leap down, to grasp what is fading; a solemn soul's core of another's loving prayer.
Pray for the world to heal, to give strength and good health back to the owns who are fighting Covid 19 in hospital beds right now, as we speak.
piyath
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Nov 23, 2020
Nov 23, 2020 at 12:59 AM UTC
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