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  • sksfantasy_girl 80w

    Sometimes i think energy is that stretching elastic with infinite potent which can be shaped in any form,after entangling previous version it can be remoulded in any geometry.
    All i have to do is give my own intention
    The only force which is capable to do this is purest form of vibes i.e. pure heart and the will is choice.
    Choosing goodness every moment
    That's how transformation happens and curses are broken.
    All we need is to cleanse the heart so that energy can flow in the direction of intention
    So,life is matter of instant acceptance and rejection of thoughts.
    Notice it personally because one sided shocks creates regrets,mostly we realise it after the damage.
    Like sudden decisions and reactions without reorienting it in right directions cause they are taken from evaluating outer world but not over right or wrong.
    A downward force pushes your core which creates disbalances in lives not only in yours but also in other like a sudden rude judgement materialise as curse in people lives.
    We just leave or forget it after few moments but if at that time we re-orient its direction against that negativity there will be no mishaps.E.g. saying no to that foul;i think it nullifies the effect of fear or negativity
    Give positive thought to cut the wrong arrows effect shot in impulse
    Evaluate thought at that moment when it outbreaks that it will be flappable or create storm in life.
    In the end,its your or people both will have to see the consequences because what lives in heart materialised and no one gets happy seeing suffering.
    Release hate or other misdeeds from your consciousness to have peaceful surroundings.
    You need to say no to not only others but also your own thoughts;all are not pure as few are traps though

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    Intentions are hidden

    Sometimes we know
    Sometimes we don't accept the dark truth cause we cover up over excuses
    Sometimes we intentionally do wrong in hate
    Take it back in positive way
    Let peace bloom
    Choice is the way
    Intention is the direction and result

  • ritikasareen 81w

    "Don't cry, just fly"

    Thousands of notion all around;
    Why? The charmest bird always wound.
    Fictitious praising of her achievement;
    Yes, the mind needs to be mend.

    The covetous of other crown;
    The envious heart, i found.
    Just attain her medal;
    By seeking hoax smile, they tries to cut her feathers.

    So , what if she is charm;
    To her, we should be serene and calm.
    For that graceful bird, we can become a sky;
    So, let's give her the life to fly.

    Actually ,she is not our strain;
    She is the one who has the ability to strengthen our brain.
    If she is not least ;
    Then, we too are best!!

    If she is elegant,
    Then we too have talent.
    If she is a bird,
    Then, let's win other's heart.

    Don't be jealous,
    Don't be zealous,
    Just toured yourself all over,
    By showing your Insaneness.


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    Don't cry...
    Just fly ,
    high above the sky!!


  • raindropsoncacti 81w

    I'm late to finally write this, but still truly wanted to. Well done to those behind the passing on of this prompt ✌️����

    Photo credit: myself

    @mirakee @writersnetwork @writerstolli @readwriteunite @navi_7
    #mirakee #writersnetwork #writerstolli #rwu #cees_reposts #navi_7
    #peace #worldpeace #sociey #globalissues #unity #humanity #pod


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    Peace is possible, if we found our purpose to usurp a position of particular peace maker.
    To exist as though Prometheus personified...
    Empathetic. Benevolent whenevet in a better position in life.
    Always concerned for those less fortunate before himself.
    Capable of catalysing change to the Earth's entire civilization
    Through small and simple acts of care.
    To live as virtuously as this the world would surely flourish;
    We'd exist with a shared love not hate of any differences between us.
    We'd be more inclined to do goodwill with our freewill.
    We'd seek not do no harm. To always enrich not hurt.
    All might be possible were we to collectively find our purpose,
    To usurp a position
    Of Promethean makers of peace...


  • carrie09 81w

    The kingdom of peace


    When the kings and rulers of the earth
    blare to the world on their mics
    and proclaimed "Peace "
    But how can they call upon peace
    when they are crazy for
    Power to rule over the mankind ?

    Then the kingdoms of the world
    in every language they preach
    "Let there be peace "
    How can there be peace
    when words and actions
    are not in tandem
    behind the closed doors
    they are running for competitive
    race to create those powerful
    nukes, arms and ammunition
    to make wars against each other. ?

    So let through layman cometh peace
    Let's not xenophobia fear the mindset
    Let's hold the lamp of lights
    to outshine the darkness of hatred
    In life journey who ever we met
    build the bridge of peace
    In diversity of caste and creeds

    In multicoloured colours of races
    In plethora languages of tongues
    In God's eyes we are equal
    Who bless sunshine and rainfall to all

    God gives freedom to way of life
    But nay to colours of skin and race
    That's God's choice for everyone
    Nay to date of birth and death
    That's God's fixation for every one's
    In the end we all turned to dust on death
    We are all equal, we are all Mortals

    Let's make our life worthwhile
    Creating peace with one and all
    For God loves and gives peace
    to the soul of a peace maker

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    Let's create the kingdom
    Of peace amongst


  • fakiya 82w


  • eniim_allo 82w

    Rhyme scheme

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    Essence of Peace

    The essence of peace makes my day graceful.
    It is in my heart
    No more feelings of hurt
    I am so grateful.

    Every breath of mine connects with the core.
    Tranquility, hope and energy forms
    Hundreds and thousands of warmth.
    Peace surrounds every corner of my door.

    I inhale and exhale peace all the time
    Broaden my world, explore, in extreme
    Peace is bliss, experience and share.

    Holding it dearly because it is prime
    Giving peace to everyone is my dream.
    I ever love and care.

  • zohiii 82w

    ᴀ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟ ʀᴇᴠᴏʟᴜᴛɪᴏɴ

    Careless and carefree; there's merely a measly debt you owe to the soil. To pursue the butterfly temperament is your independent decision; soar through the jovial skies, piercing the breeze of captivity, renouncing your confinements.

    A strange voice might not scorn your dance of dissociation but your own; will your wings not shiver out of the mourns of many clipped ones?

    Freedom is your privilege but is it fair for an individual to solely lay claim at, does this not seem inhuman to you, does this cowardice suit you?

    A crime against one human, justice deprived to him, is noted as the defeat of the entire mankind; turning a blind eye towards injustice doesn't eradicate it, but promotes it and indulges you in the act as well. Silence is a stand too and more often labels you as guilty.

    A naked birth can't be altered, but a bare death is shameful; in a lifetime, you stumble upon countless opportunities to clothe yourself; empathy is the robe of honour that immortalises you. Not a thousand silk threads could weave a more elegant dress, than an empathetic fit; it shines in the eyes of the beholder like a veil of hope.

    A human is not one because of flesh and blood but due to his values, sacrifices and rage to not kneel down against suppression and injustice.

    Revolution breathes not when a vessel voices it but with the surge of a sensation of helplessness and sympathy towards people, throughout one's veins.

    Repression could be smelled; it's stirred in the air and the souls who inhale it without a sign of disdain deem unworthy as human.

    Resentment against the slightest acts of apathy must perpetuate until and unless the air you breathe in has the scent of liberty with every zephyr.

    You don't owe this world even a strand of your hair, but a chance to prove yourself human, to cloak yourself, is due. Then maybe you could be more than a human, you could become an idea, a pedestal of change. You owe it to yourself, but the effect and consequences will resonate.

    An empathetic rebel is the most lethal, cause he recognises that there aren't any stakes except humanity to preserve; the people he fights for having lost everything are no more threatened by losses, even the slightest of favourable uproar could result in a triumph.

    It sounds mythical to vanquish someone so unstoppable, someone, who has nothing to lose but dares to claim all that he needs to.

    A revolutionary lives forever, as a paradigm of retaliation and indomitable human spirit; he's buried with a flag of gratefulness. But he leaves his story behind, to spark empathy in the hearts of people, to plan a new revolution.

    Love will be a farce in the multitude that bends its definition to ease itself; empathy would sustain and save this world, for it is felt indiscriminately towards those who deserve it and also the ones that don't and are devoid of it, without any pretence.

    If you feel empathetic towards the pain of at least one life even though momentarily, something in you is burning with fury to retaliate, you are an integral part of the revolution to resurrect and revive humanity, comrade.


    Che Guevara is an inspiration!

    #pod #mirakee #writersnetwork
    @mirakee @writersnetwork #ceesreposts

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  • bethinkful 82w


    Your DNA melts, heavy, drip drop, into Earth's rooted wellspring; every spine and blossom alert to attention, ready to help fuel your journey

    You rise on yellow and black flutters, so light that the wind controls your rising, and you attune to your body below, sleeping beneath the constellations

    Of a dark, deep night, which as you now know, was always there waiting behind the clouds, waiting to break open its mist, to show your soul

    The archetpyes of meaning that the dense, fearful night holds in her womb; but tonight, you are not worried, for, it turns out, you are the night

    And the wings that carry you, the breeze as well, the twinkle of light. All can be seen from this dark, starry vantage, and you laugh at the old fear

    That kept you from being absorbed into this beautiful oneness, this loss of the lonely, from suctioning into the stardust, the big bang...

    From emerging as creator.

    The mist droplets rotate, in darkness and light, pulsing with anticipation, and all you were waiting for is released, as you slip into waking sleep

    Revealing the swirling fractals that contain the total of All in their tiniest section. And they whisper to you (thank God you no longer have ears), yet, you hear:

    I Am the knowledge - You Are too - that
    You were never just you
    To begin with


  • the_frozenn_heart 82w

    Dancing in the rains
    I was embracing droplets for a while,
    Suddenly I jotled with someone
    and he excused me with a broad smile
    Yes, his gracious Smile....
    which was eloquently transparent,
    and within a fraction of second to the eyes something was apparent.
    "The scars of pain longing from the past, an imperial tragedy of broken heart. A veil of fears too vast, simply yet powerfully torning him apart."
    Suddenly my eyes closed,
    sweat on my body reluctantly froze,
    but the meadow of my soul kept thinking about the nostalgia in which my zeal was enclosed.
    I wanted to forget this as soon as possible,
    but the retina captures this scene making all my nightmares too horrible.
    Next day we met again,
    at same time, on same lane,
    where his deep emerald eyes petrified me and gently read hidden scars of my pain.
    As I regained my senses it was bizarre to see, the intertwining of our shadows, even the face was ornated with a glee.
    The movement of his lips forged me to kiss his soul, the soul which was so fragile craved for love to behold.
    Days passed, months changed,
    I refrained a language only the heart could sustain.
    The language of benevolency,
    the language of loves currency,
    which after all these aeons led my heart beats to an extreme frequency.

    #love #writerstolli #mirakee #writersnetwork #poetry #soulfulwritings #poets_pen_for_peace #ceesreposts #pod
    @mirakee @writerstolli @writersnetwork

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  • anmol_muskan 82w

    Positivity: that's what you need!

    A positive attitude towards life...
    How much it costs?
    I guess, not more than some smiling shots!

    So, discover happiness no, why to frown?
    In gloomy river, the more you'll sink the deeper you drown!

    Let's put all the negativity aside,
    It's your life, so you only decide...
    Are the things gonna be better with tears?
    Don't you wish to see your parent's cheers?

    Let's not leave the hope!
    There's always something better at the end of the rope!

    What if the things weren't as you planned?
    Why don't you learn to redemand!

    Simultaneous to crests there are troughs,
    Life might be lenient or way too rough!

    Everyday is a new start...
    Get up! And hit your dart!

  • thermy 82w

    I'm so glad to share this lovely piece I found, it speaks volumes... I hope we all find our inner peace
    Peace is a concept of societal friendship and harmony in the absence of hostility and violence
    Peace is liberty in tranquility ---- Marcus Tullius Ciero
    "It isn't enough to talk about peace. One must believe in it. And it isn't enough to believe in it. One must work at it". ----- Eleanor Roosevelt


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    Poets pen peace

    My Pen Speaks For Peace..... 
    Impulse that my pen intends to create 
    Reveals heart beats of millions, indeed. 
    Words that I speak through my pen 
    With ink of blood from bleeding heart 
    Will restore peace for voiceless world 
    As a destination that my pen has to gain. 

    Let my pen spell peace again and again 
    To create intense impulses in dead souls. 
    Like ripples ensured their lives in rain fall 
    To spread wave of liberation and peace 
    Throughout the world and universe itself. 

    Peace for brotherhood and solidarity 
    Humanity is an essence for their beats. 
    Let my pen draw rainbow hues for them 
    To celebrate celestial peace, we regained. 

    The seeds of Exploitation, invasion and racism 
    Bear fatal fruits of destruction and war. 
    Fragrance of words that A Pen initiates 
    Ensures beauty all around you. 

    Written by Tulsi Shrestha 

  • jaya___ 82w

    //for #poets_pen_for_peace campaign. Thanks to @carolyns_challenges and @nivi07 for this humble initiative//

    Words birth infinite power
    Feelings within the love they shower
    Creators of a world of kindness
    Clearing our visions beyond this mortal blindness
    Showing us that our world is iridescent
    No shade to praise no shade to resent
    Peaceful lives matter for all
    Lending support to those who fall
    Black, Caucasian, brown or pale
    These colours can't make humanity fail
    Bestow grace to all you meet
    Share your love with all you greet
    Sexuality is a rainbow and we all are a part
    Prejudice can't hamper our romances or art
    A world of peace for the poorest of poor
    A world of support for those who are fewer
    A world of peace for people of all shades
    A world of peace for the pride parades
    Let's create a world that is more forgiving
    Bountiful, merciful and a better place for living.

    @writersnetwork #mirakee
    #supportlgbtq #blacklivesmatter #alllivesmatter

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    A Place For Peace

    Black, Caucasian, brown or pale
    These colours can't make humanity fail
    Sexuality is a rainbow and we all are a part
    Prejudice can't hamper our romances or art

  • blinganshu 82w


    It's not easy to explain
    How I felt being a bystander
    Because it was not easy
    To know your own feelings
    As a 10-year-old
    When you saw the same thing every day
    Leaving scars in your subconscious
    Along with his body
    Which disappears later but never fades.

    You see your classmates,
    Your seniors, your juniors
    All targeting that one kid
    Justifying it as a form of justice
    For something that he did

    It's not easy
    To know your own feeling
    When you see teachers being ignorant
    While an innocent life is treated
    As a tyrant.
    It's not easy
    To explain the turmoil of emotions
    Those innocent tears could arise
    In your own heart.

    You feel angry, forlorn, torn.
    You feel waves after waves
    Of empathy, sympathy, and self-pity
    For not standing up
    For not standing out
    For being coward
    For being a crowd.

    Until that one wave
    Which breaks your restraint
    Which makes you brave.

    You take a step forward
    You are no longer a coward
    You are no longer just a crowd.

    Suddenly it becomes easy
    To explain what a bystander is.
    He is not the bully
    Neither the bullied
    Nor the crowd
    He is just a bystander.

    A bystander
    Who sees everything
    Who knows all the names.
    The bullied never needs a messiah
    To save him
    He just needs a bystander
    Who could be his witness
    Who could stand by his own principles
    Who could tell the right and wrong
    When the need be.

    #blinganshu #forlorn #bullyingc #poets_pen_for_peace #thebystander #ceesreposts #pod

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    A bystander
    Who sees everything
    Who knows all the names.
    The bullied never needs a messiah
    To save him
    He just needs a bystander
    Who could be his witness
    Who could stand by his own principles
    Who could tell the right and wrong
    When the need be.

  • the_plash_writes 82w


    Rose, he is called 
    She is not Jean, but John
    Yes they are little different
    But the same human they are
    Praful or Priyanka 
    Does it really matter ?
    It's just a name
    Only a notation
    He sees no beauty
    But handsome one's are his charm
    Still he can't admit 
    He pretends to be someone else
    As a boy he was born
    Can't he chose ?
    What he wants ?
    What he desires ?
    No he can't 
    Society doesn't call
    She is caged in a wrong body
    A soul of contradiction
    Always a discrete
    Opposite to the gentle
    Doesn't like any make up
    Haven't seen any mirror in a while
    She is all another
    Different are her thoughts
    But is it really her fault ?
    Can't forget to mention those 
    Who are still disputes 
    Yet not sure 
    Who they really are ?
    One within the crowds ?
    Or one under the shower ?
    If it is just sex ?
    The what is the gender ?
    If both are same 
    Then why am I different ?
    You are straight ?
    You are a bisexual ?
    You are blessed
    Ohh you are a gay ?
    You gorgeous 
    SEX is just BODY
    But SOUL is GENDER 
    You are pure
    You are special
    You are unique
    You are beautiful
    Be YOU that what matters.

  • ak_anjali_daydreamzz 82w

    #peace #forlorn #write #poet @mirakee @writersnetwork
    #poets_pen_for_peace #pod #mirakee #writersnetwork

    #life #wod

    30 June 2020 6 pm

    Shanthi {शांति } Peace

    The origin of life in the universe is from soul
    Tracing the roots of our origin, a quest
    Exploring back the ways life travelled
    Peace resides in the pavilion of our past

    Creation is the most incredible magic
    Wonder of nature, wanderer's destination
    From birth to death, the cycle repeats
    Energy flowing, power glowing, mind-blowing

    Embellished in resources priceless and
    Beauteous scenery of such grandeur
    Nature attains completion only when
    Human beings - me and you are born

    From dawn to dusk, the life moves ahead
    We live in a crystal ball yearning to shine
    Unbeknownst to the fact that what we seek
    Is within us, seeking for our realization

    We protect our soul with our entire being
    Shielding from light, hurt and darkness
    Somewhere along the way, our thoughts
    Lead us back to the alley we abandoned

    The shadows of the alley feed on fear
    Grow on anxiety and flourish on hatred
    Weak mind surrenders to the duel of deceit
    Becomes a slave of the cowardly sins

    If not cowardly, why would they linger in alley
    Why would they fear the sunshine of wisdom
    Hide when it's dawn or face Aurora's wrath
    Cowers in front of the candle and lamplight

    Evil created a forlorn world, doomsday in mind
    Sins trespassing ailing and wailing souls
    Where salvation is miles away from reach
    And temptation waltz between fingertips

    All they envision is inequality, feel weakness
    Conquer free minds, engraving anarchy
    Power play, gender and material pleasure
    All strings to pull, as they become puppets

    In vain, they fought as history repeats itself
    Feuds never end, equality trapped in pages
    Freedom strangles, blindfolded justice weeps
    Life struggles and suffocates, ends in a sigh

    Minds that conquered the fear, fight alone
    Find the light shining deep within them
    Shake the dust off and gather will to survive
    Face every fear with our head held high

    Ways wary, paths tangled, roots mingled
    Man - woman, adult - child, rich - poor,
    Colors rainbow, we are unique, we are one
    Birth to death, failure to success, we row ahead

    As a sword is for the fighter, pen is for the poet
    We write what we feel, healing to the soul
    Truth to the law, light to the path, moon to the night
    Color to the rainbow and Flower to the spring

    We say NO to war, violence and discrimination
    NO to gender inequality, NO to ego and pride
    NO to abuse, corruption and nepotism
    YES to Humanity and Being Human, YES to LOVE

    On the shore of the eternal river of life
    I meditate in peace, mind awakening
    Light from within shines on my path
    I dip in the river and emerge with treasure
    Therein I found jewels to adorn my soul

    Knowledge, understanding and wisdom
    Power, patience and perseverance
    Solace, serenity and solidarity
    Harmonious rhythm of life beats
    Grace of caring and loving soul

    ~• Soul like the eternal lotus, floating above water
    Inspite the mud of despair, growing to the light •~

    // Epiphany of life - Peace is Within
    It is the way of life - Sadhana { साधना }
    That helps to attain - Nirvana { निर्वाण }
    The ultimate release - Moksha { मोक्ष } //


    Glossary :
    Sanskrit to English

    Shanthi {शांति } - Peace [ of mind ]
    Saadhana { साधना } - disciplined and dedicated practice or learning
    Nirvana { निर्वाण } - an ideal or idyllic state or place
    Moksha { मोक्ष } - release from the cycle of rebirth impelled by the law of karma

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    Peace Within

    Soul like the eternal lotus
    Floating above water
    Inspite the mud of despair
    Growing to the light


  • penny_pavi 82w


    A Poet plants their pain and pleasure behind their poetry in a piece of paper...

  • jaya___ 82w

    #forlorn #supportlgbtq #poets_pen_for_peace @carolyns_challenges @nivi07

    //Dedicated to Marsha P Johnson-- gay rights activists as a tribute to the pride month ����❤️//

    Forlorn amongst
    The "normal" community
    I stand gathering
    My flailing sanity.
    Detested, forsaken
    Left to moan
    Solace denied
    To people my own.
    My harrassed soul
    On the cusp of denial
    Rejected, dejected
    Fleeing my trials-
    I came to new york
    To be unchained
    Like yet another prison
    It kept me restrained.
    A transvestite
    A drag queen
    Scowls of many
    I have seen.
    Survival sex
    Petty jobs
    I have since
    Tried them all.
    Liberty, and free will
    Still an arduous
    Journey uphill--

    But I won't let it
    Remain forlorn.

    Copyright Harfkaar

    I write about eminent personalities that have impressed me here #my_fav_people Check it out

    PS. Read my blog. Link in bio.
    #NoPrideWithoutLiberation #MarshaPJohnson #mirakee @writersnetwork

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    Liberty, and free will
    Still an arduous
    Journey uphill--

    But I won't let it
    Remain forlorn.

  • halfpint 82w

    Please spend some time supporting one another by visiting the #poets_pen_for_peace hashtag and reading/reposting the submissions of your fellow participants.

    @nivi07 ��☮

    #mirakee #writersnetwork #worldpeace #peacemovement #positivity #loveoneanother #oneworldonepeople

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    every smile carries a whisk of contentment
    every sigh wards a bit of resentment
    every act of Love, is more infinite than wisdom
    a World reflecting in Peace, shines through the eyes of your vision

    - HalfPint

  • estranged 82w

    Some says listen to your heart
    Some says listen to your mind
    Now the question arises what should I choose?
    Heart claims emotions
    Mind claims evidences
    Should I seek sentiments... or search for the evidences?
    One of my school teacher said always go with your mind because your heart can be wrong certain times but mind never let you go in wrong direction
    Why? If heart can be wrong then why not your mind? Afterall both belongs to the same entity.
    I think,
    Both evidences and emotions need to be balanced
    Coz stability in our feelings gives clarification to thoughts in our mind
    Overflow of any one thing cannot give us the result with accuracy
    Therefore, flooded contemplations or evidences/logics can make situation more tough and hard to conquer
    What I mean is you cannot go with only one neither heart nor mind
    You need to access both equally

    If mind recapitulate grudges in your heart
    Heart is the radiance to rational conceptions of your mind
    Mind gives fixity to conquer rabble of emotions
    Heart gives flexibility to unbendable notions
    Mind is pugency of obscurity
    Heart is the essence of serenity

    Hence we met up with the conclusion that, our actions are evidences to our feelings and emotions. So just maintain balance between heart and the mind and you find that all your chaos are slowly transforming into prosperity with the transcendence of peace.

    All your views, opinions and corrections are highly appreciated via comments...

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    The unending battle between our heart and mind.
    Who serves the Best??
    (Read the caption)

  • away_with_words 85w

    @writersnetwork @mirakee #writersnetwork #poets_pen_for_peace
    #faith #hope #dreams #peace #positivity
    **Updated Imagery**

    hope walks through fire
    but faith leaps over it
    it doesn’t sit
    on laurels
    never begs or borrows
    quick to quell quarrels
    making mountains mild
    and taming wilds
    gaining glimpse
    of forming plinth
    its footing found
    deep underground
    a bedrock beneath
    fortifying feeble means
    so we can dream
    because on faith
    hope leans

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