In this place where i stand.
Upon the heavens with their golden sands.
I look down on the poor and damned.
Lonely, starving and crying for help with outreached hands.
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I guess we all have something in ourself. Lots of out there reaching out. Prayer can diminish all. Stand what you are, fulfill your purpose.