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Heaven Shunned

Slender beams of moonlight enter
this darkened church as I kneel,
always fearful, always in prayer,
frozen here,
waiting.

Tortured forms wrought in panes of glass loom as
dust dances in the air,
forming an image in my mind,
penetrating my secret eyes.

A reflection on a child's face.

I raise my head, now embracing
this oblivious truth.
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