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As If In Silent Prayer

I lay my pen Before you And kneel Upon a page Wisper My thoughts And rages As if In silent prayer Doubts Creep in With the grey And age More so These days The chilly Evening wind Book It closes The light is out My pen Tis down My head Upon my hands As if in silent Prayer

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