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All of us are condemned? I don’t trust!
The mirage will disperse… only hush…
I am reading to the stealing beast
Dear prayer – the “Otsche Nash”*.

And though I don’t know yet
neither rules, nor the speech of Lord,
but He can catch the meaning
of this prophetic word.

* - “Our Father”.

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