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An old man stares through the window pane |
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The cold wind is |
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Swaying the long grass |
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The man sits on a chair resting his |
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Weary legs |
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Weakness reflects from his withered skin |
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He is praying for strength and mercy |
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Silent |
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Devotion flows around him |
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The wall is covered with memories |
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Portraits with faces that never grow old |
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The |
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Dreams of the past haunt his lonely life |
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The crying face |
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And voice of a newborn child |
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The piercing gaze in the eyes |
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Of grace |
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The first frail smile of the hopeful dawn |
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He closes the eyes that God once opened |
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And |
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Listens the wind howling outside |
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It cracks through the |
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Walls of old home |
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Deep to the soul of a man without a |
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Path |
