As a Prayer

No longer needing

to be neatly sorted,

I continued on

in search

of my own

true voice —

honoring all that had

gone before —

following the

painfully subtle

whispers —

gently shedding

all that was

no longer needed —

continuing on

as a prayer

that would forever

find its way.

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