A Prayer Beneath a Blackened Sky
Despite the bruised, blackened sky, the sky still feels as if the heavens have closed their eyes. Clouds gather like silent witnesses, thick and unyielding, blotting out every ray of light. Even here, under this darkened canopy, a prayer rises. It doesn’t need eloquence or strength, just a quiet admission that the night has come
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