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what prayer
was spilled into the night –
a wish upon a star
now to bless me
were love –
the way we are
the way life feels
as sure it must
when heaven calls to be
across the waves –
echoes given wing
this heart to heal
my soul to plead
differences i knew
would come to me
one winter
when i had prayed
for you
memories to garner
touch to find me
ages to remember love –
arms to reach

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