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You, my God,
are much too silent.

Even when you’ve begun to work,
there’s no voice reassuring us you’ve heard.

Of course, it would be easier
to bear Your silence,
if there weren’t mockers around
to remind us of it.

I’m not drunk, nor have I sinned.
It’s just that the God of the Angel Armies
can’t seem to spare help for me.

Sorrow overwhelms me,
drowning in my own tears.
If I scream at the Heavens
will He stop neglecting me?

Go in peace.
But will He fill the heart’s longing?

Go in peace.
But has He heard?

Go in peace.
It’s been so long since…

Go in peace.

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