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Mista G 6d
In whispered breaths and silent nights,  
We lift our hearts to distant skies,  
Where hope and solace intertwine,  
In the quiet, faith aligns.

We pray for peace in fractured lands,  
For healing where the sorrow stands,  
For strength in hearts that feel alone,  
And courage where the seeds are sown.

We pray for wisdom's gentle light,  
To guide us through the darkest night,  
For compassion’s tender touch,  
To mend the wounds, to heal so much.

We pray for dreams that rise above,  
For every soul to find its love,  
For understanding's gentle grace,  
To bridge the chasms we embrace.

In every prayer, a silent plea,  
For unity and harmony,  
As hands unite and spirits blend,  
We pray for hope that will not end.

So in each moment, small or grand,  
We seek the strength to understand,  
In prayer, we find a common ground,  
A way to lift, a way to bound.

We pray for dawns that bring new light,  
For futures bright and free from blight,  
And in our hopes, so soft, we say,  
Together, we find a way.

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