would you not let me lose sight of lo que es verdadero
would you cup my chin in your hand, to always point heavenward
would you send me reminders to step out of myself, every day
would you help me to do everything, yeah everything, with
good intentions,
diligence and meaning,
and quiet joy
would you mould me to be more apparently like your daughter.
amen amen
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