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The loneliness of this youth
moved God’s lovers to prayer. They begged that the flame of his isolation melt the stones of his prison and be transmuted into the water of life in the hearts of the faithful. On their knees they ask that the seasons of war be transformed into the season of peace, when the clouds in the sky rain blessings and humanity’s senses experience divine love. Line Count: 21 Form: Free verse – no meter, syllable count, stanza length, or rhyme scheme required.
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