LORD, please let us always be ready and give your

compassion to the grapevines along with the rain

          so we can forget;

we who never build anything and have always lived

          beyond our sorrow

so people couldn’t find us; we slept next to fences

covered by our secret and we have always followed

          dark roads;

desolate, naked while the one who will die at this hour

          walks in his shroud next to us.

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