by abbya

you taught me great prayers, g
with beads of rain-clear conscience

i can't pray very much
my faith is weak
the patch-freak balance 
of amputated dreams

let's hope and wait for tomorrow
like night guards
laying vigil for sunrise

G by abbya

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