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poem submitted to "1468" poetry contest, Brian Strand, sponsor, 4/29/2028
grace gathers gently in early dawn, quietude holds the heart in peace, holy breath brushing the soul, stillness becomes prayer, light blessing the room, faith settles in, slow moving, sacred air.
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