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God or the Mundane

Some, 
find themselves 
on Sundays 
in Communion
with the leisure 
of a lazy morning,
Cold wash first-
I work 
slowly 
as no one pauses
to fold their 
quiet time 
into mine.
Separates 
turn to
ones
sharing sacred space.
Woven baskets carry-
constant collections.

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