Comfort of Stone
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8.NEVER KNEW THE WORDS. Never knew the prayers. Never completed the path. You were bullied at catechism. Never went back. What you knew of faith came from the earth. Grieving your father,you sought afterlife through your fingers.In rocks. In roots. In sun-drenched roadswith your mother.Ignorant, ashamed before altars and saints, in the llano, you felt a presence.From stone,a warmth you allowed inside, envelopingyour absence-
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8.NEVER KNEW THE WORDS. Never knew the prayers. Never completed the path. You were bullied at catechism. Never went back. What you knew of faith came from the earth. Grieving your father,you sought afterlife through your fingers.In rocks. In roots. In sun-drenched roadswith your mother.Ignorant, ashamed before altars and saints, in the llano, you felt a presence.From stone,a warmth you allowed inside, envelopingyour absence-
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8.NEVER KNEW THE WORDS. Never knew the prayers. Never completed the path. You were bullied at catechism. Never went back. What you knew of faith came from the earth. Grieving your father,you sought afterlife through your fingers.In rocks. In roots. In sun-drenched roadswith your mother.Ignorant, ashamed before altars and saints, in the llano, you felt a presence.From stone,a warmth you allowed inside, envelopingyour absence-
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