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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=355786" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Prayer's Before Sleep</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Straight A's on arithmetic quizzes, your cheek gets ground <br>into the concrete down here, Sir. Thank You</div><div style="margin:10px 0">for sending only Your smallest monsters to find me<br>and Your giant silence, thank You for that, within it</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I accept that the Beatles won't sing in my rec room ever<br>and my gerbil will not unstiffen and nibble through his shoebox.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My teeth--I'd forgotten them--the braces are working,<br>don't worry, and my hands, my back, no problem. I will bear</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Your son across Thornton creek when You send Him<br>should You lower Him into my neighborhood. Let</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the capsule of astronauts splash down gently, <br>let me stay friends forever with William and Phil</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and with Jenny, a discovery of late, by Your grace. <br>If Dad and Mom laughing today is Your doing,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">thanks. My sister's no bother, really. You haven't yet <br>taken my soul in my sleep, You let me lie in my bed like this,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the window lifted. Whatever that sweetness in the breeze is, <br>as if it's still summer, thank You for that, and for the Beatles.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Chris+Forhan">Chris Forhan</a><div class=q>
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into the concrete down here, Sir. Thank You

for sending only Your smallest monsters to find me
and Your giant silence, thank You for that, within it

I accept that the Beatles won't sing..."></div>
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