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Jan 25
I can feel the rain
In the thirst of my prayer
The mud on my feet
Dark clouds everywhere

Now storms are forming
In the desert of drought
The crops are growing
My prayer has no doubt
Traveling 🧳 Tim

An indigenous shaman
Taught me
How he prayed for rain
And it rained....

Inspired by Gregg Barden
A famous scientist
Written by
Traveler  58/M/Traverse City Mi.
(58/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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