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A Poem by Rory Kilalea

April 19, 2013

Prayer

I do not know how to pray.
I only know how to talk
at you, God.
As a stillness supreme
evading my eyes,
avoiding my ears.
Yet I know you are there.
It is only the reflection I miss.




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