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Divine Grace


deep at night when i hurt the most

divine grace comes

when it's called upon least

and i find myself

alone for the first time again


and night hath fallen

prey to the light that cometh

only when darkness lifts

the spirits above the afterglow

that lingers beneath the dawn


of angels i know nothing

more than i need to leave behind

closed minds and warm comforters

for the soul to seek new meaning

lost in thoughtless wonder


deeper at night when i have nothing

more than us

to lose and to wind in the sails

of dreams last dreamt when you and i awaited

the same momentum

 
 
 

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