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 I yearn for Him

Head between my knees

Bowed deep in prayer.

But words get stuck in my throat 

My thoughts scattered, incoherent.

While my mouth moves, I know not what I say.

I murmur and hope He listens

Listens to the pain hidden behind my murmurs 

Listens to my heart's silent cries

The tears shed in secret

And the thoughts yet unsaid .

 

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◄ HYMN OF THE RISING SUN

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