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Prayer (Of A Kind)

Think no more of me
For with the birds I shall be free,
And if my God is truer than yours (for your
Sake I pray he is not)
May we meet on distant moors and
In windswept gully shallow, discuss why your God
was as fallow as my attempts to prove my worth.
Tom Gibo
Thursday, June 22, 2006
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