•♥• Lady Prism's Prayer

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Protect me from the folly,

of glory, rich, and fame

In thinking ever so often

Of who else is to blame

For all the perversity I perceive

I could have truly been

When vanity arouses me

Slap me from within

Shake me from the revelry

That all fools thread each day

In thinking that mere fancy clothing

Will shine souls masked in saddened clay

And in the mornings when I awake

To tasks that bring no acclaim

Whisper of the loves I have

Whose hearts set mine aflame

So in the evenings when I sleep

My toil would be of worth

For out of love my sweat did flow

A peaceful home,

All hearts a' glow

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By: Roselle Quin

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