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Countless prayers roar, still away from home. A flower of pretty hope, scattered around the road. The path seems easy, but obstacles can't be ignored. Light shows the direction, to a destination so unknown. Leaf of faith in hand, caught me by surprise. How is this feeling something known and divine. As I walk this path, it leads me to the end. Leaving me far behind, from the zone I wish to contend. Is it fine, or will it be blissful the question still resides. Enlighten me with glories which I've still got to find. ~ Scribblewordsss