Your hand outstretched
Light hits cheek and forehead
The day is not bright
Hark the light thrown is hefty
Eyes of promise
a smile of welcome
One day my errors ditched
Telling them away
No err
No shame
No death
All blessed
Eyes of virtue
invitaton of kindness
One ridding my mistakes
Chanting them down
Your hand outstretched
Absorbed by the day you made real
A peaceful yet brutal fight
Hark the faithless run shifty
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