So we are dented,
imprisoned inside formulas.
Bruises we carry in our souls.
Heat each other, we give.
We break the bread,
communion wine, blood, and love.
And as the sky, the earth and
the sea passing the time over us.
Like grains of sand in the Sahara
is an unpredictable number of our days.
Let our way right or wrong.
Light Drops position in my soul,
the seven seals below.
Raphael angel wings,
below them is my place in the world.
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