I pray our solitude will teach us to listen. But, the world is so loud, even now pressed against its own inaction. We wait to find a hushed rendezvous in flaming Spring, hoping there will be no true fail. And, we are learning how easy it would be to end the world. We are tiring of the long present. Yet, just when all looks lost, freedom will open and be revealed here and there. We will become glad our bodies could find light beyond this disease. And, once we regain all our liberties, we can drift above the clouds in this moment of freedom made by love from heroes. To sing more, and talk less, bringing us all closer to God. And if we have enjoyed those days of seclusion in the right way, we will share memories 20 years from now and beyond, and do so shamelessly.
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