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  • Writer's pictureHannah Donkersloot

Our Prayers

In a circle, In a hoop, In a whole.

Each one united, they became more than before. Like a wheel they went spiraling into the wind. Each prayer a blessing, Each Spirit Kin.

Weaving the web, Spinning the dream, Making a magic this world has never seen.

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