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The Prayer of the Moon

Lord the light that you give Is the same light they receive In the evening while most are sleeping I'm in the sea of clouds peeping.. And when given the chance At a weary soul I take a glance Wondering how did I know How a broken spirit like his flow.. I look at my reflection at the sea I have shadows hidden behind me A part of me the warmth doesn't reach Is same as the darkness he can't ditch. Hear my sigh up in the sky I feel You there Lord most high Turn his sorrows into smiles This I pray in between the miles.

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