prayers go forth with the speed of hope
Thank you lord for giving me two-hundred-and-fifty loveless nights, for rerunning dull experiences so I can revisit past delights. Thank you for isolation, for removing all temptations. For drawing out this punishment far beyond my expectations. Reward our solemn and astringent lives by helping - if you please. As you form galaxies from dust and your moon lifts lazy seas. If you created life in your universe to give it all some meaning - then look on us with charity please, we’re in need of love and healing.
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