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i ask of the miraculous

i ask of the miraculous, be

and if you cannot

grow a garden


and of the transcendent, descend

and if you will not

grieve with me


i ask of the magician, prove it

and if you cannot

i believe you


and of the gambler, show your hand

that we may see the veins

and bones and breath


i ask of the messiah, return

and if you will not

may you rest


i ask of the miraculous, be

and if you cannot

grow a garden

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