Willed out

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A child’s prayer

Please, let me live, give me a chance

of life on Earth to have a glance,

Let me grow roots and let me shine

on this blue planet in decline.

Now we gamble on our love.
We shared the feelings equally
and all bets are off.
I open with a fear
you call my fear and raise an anger
so I lose this first round.
Then I bet a memory
you call my bluff
and raise the forgetting
and I lose again.
I bet a question,
you raise the silence
and do not win.
I…