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  • Columbia Hillen
    • Jun 9, 2014
    • 1 min read

Cnoc Fola or among rocks with soft hearts

Rows of dark memories

Layered by winds of acceptance.

Tiny mounds lifting

Like hands in a prayer.

Heather caressing

Lullaby of hope.

Silent and knowing,

Patient and calling,

You stand.


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