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To our reef and back Wearing clues to the button I was afraid of butterflies and the beauty of Magnitsky Apostles of the providence- to sit with Christ and mourn A failed way of being- if our battles approach- in sentience to wear as our flag It was impossible to reach our story Tales of desolation and rust But days to our care of others Rushing to help when ambulance calls We dream of the sweet rain That fills our being with touch And the impossible birth- it happens here in joy To the good of God on display- Scenes of rescue and unbetray To our lone and surrender of some- impossible chance to remain God carries our will and transpose This day will make you strong And thunderstorm will hold I was always you- My friend in St. Peter to know Our planet ourselves Intra-reunion to the goal- of a stunning worldview and gyre Our promise of repeat- of ourselves to our history What forages with our friends be true The light give and its hand Then going hard with our gifts To bated hearts and we know To others and let it be A promising thing in prayer Abject to the reasons of conflict No tear in our eye but you- the Other as man and our most To the dust of made amends This is our friend and its day Forlorn onto what was- Never hidden to our losses and failures Making fables with friends to our dreams In here, now there is peace Branches assist to our function The flurries of random and rain in its time The glory of our own for sharing Trusts to become on the way And distance walking to meet Never at fair to the press- our common altar as friends can see Days of ungrey as at youth Assisting and ready- to any age we pray this will be And that us our prayer The peace of Christ within and shared To our culture and reason as faith Understood to be known together- Our neighbours and to be The peace is yours- to claim in justice, win Compassionate flame to our court Assisting even the unknown This is our timeline On this day of things Aiming decorum over decor Our peace to make And that is first Canada in glory And peace to our friends Moral and today The better perfect that we know.