Promise
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Grey clouds have faded
And wild autumn winds have ceased.
On the horizon,
I perceive a fleeting glimpse
Of better things in
A world that has lost touch with
The essence of things.
A moment's fragile promise
Will suffice for now.
Love & Grace will find a way.
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