Our Father
Our Father
The road is slippery
Black ice
Seemingly at one with the surface
Black ice on a black road
On a black night
Don’t make
Wrong or right
White clouds
As white as cotton
White clouds
In a black sky
Black ice on a black road
On a black night
Don’t make
Wrong or right
No way to plow it
Or salt it
Or need to change it
All is one
In heaven
Hallowed be your name
Your kingdom come
Your will be done
On earth
As it is in heaven
Give us this day our daily bread
And forgive us our debts
As we also have forgiven our debtors
And lead us not into temptation
But deliver us from evil.
Amen
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