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  • Anat Tales: Prayer

    Tuesday, September 27, 2005

    Prayer

    Hold my hand.
    Do not let go, even when fleshrippers scar my skin
    Show me the unseen air that lifts the great bald eagles
    Show me the sea otter that rises from the void below
    Tell me about the beauty I have inside of me

    Tell me that though all is turmoil, love is constant
    Tell me to ignore the siren song of Silence
    though her red lips I would kiss, her peace is empty

    Tell me that though we walk through the valley of death
    we will fear no evil
    for you are with me
    Do not let go.

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