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John Leary on
his porch |
A MORNING PRAYER OF THE SENSESBy John LearyLord,I ask let me taste cold, pure water let me savor the fragrance let me see exquisite flowers,
closed to the dark, let me hear the metronomic
rhythm of the sea let me touch the warmth and softness Lord,let my life be nourished |
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