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08/28/21 at 11:05PM
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Philosophy - Spirituality
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The light creeps out,
across the wood floor,
stays away from the window,
stays off of the floor.
Leave the door open,
await the first guest,
for tomorrows the Sabbath,
it's then you may rest.
