Maybe the holy spiri needs some help
To speak to his father, our father,
Quiet down and open
Lik Lik sunrise on the horizon
Opens
The psalms at night sing the song o the movement of th marsh
An praise are these waves that welco th pink light, that opens my heart like to see to my shattered breathe-
A it's so so so beautiful
I cry into love
And am grateful for same
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