Everyday I see people in pain,
I can't do anything, my hands are chained,
But my mouth, they are as free as the lane,
So I go on my knees and I pray,
For grace,
For peace when we lay,
For freedom from the sun's ray,
For snow flakes,
That one day our gowns will be as white as the snows rain,
And our smiles will be as true as the moon's gaze.
©deryl4
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