Pray Well into The Nights
Pray well into the nights,
Where no Gods can answer your calls,
Pray into these sovereign nature temples,
Where no nights or stars can convey your messages
No poetry can convey your misgivings,
Or your articulate questions
The whollness of a hologram you are projecting with your entrusted body
The purpose of your visit
nor the destination you are going to are secrets,
The wind cannot hear the loud tempests of the roaring sea,
Where those lives are made to be forgotten.
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