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Cast your prayers upon the wind

A pebble in the pond of hope

Sinking yet the ripples wave

Wishes to the shore

Whispers fly the atmosphere

Landing at the highest point

On spindled branches bare

Pray and pray and pray some more

Weave your spell of anguish to avoid

Chant until your voice is hoarse

Of the love you seek to claim

Bare the soul to darkened night



The world anew awaits

calm pond in green forest
Photo by Maria Orlova on

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