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Praying

And how is it.

How is it that I've never felt the need to pray.

Not in sad times nor exciting times.

I blamed everything on the person who creates the miracles.

He played me. 

But then he introduced me to a man.

Not an ordinary man.

This man, who was the epitome of adventures and calm like the sea.

With a voice as soft as silk and eyes dark as night.

Now every night I pray.

I pray because I've always been afraid of the dark and in love with the calmness of the ocean. 

He had both. 

How am I supposed to love my fears and fear what I love.

That is why I now pray.

I pray to the man who creates miracles.

-L.B.

Nov. 17, 2017.