My prayers are embedded in my breath. I may have verbalised it and let it out in the universe just once but I carry them in my spirit all along. I walk with them, I sleep with them and I even wake up with them. Even in my silence, I'm in a state of prayerfulness - the pure beseeching of the heart, the constant yearning of the soul. My glance to the skies above aren't empty, they're full of longings, I'm forever awaiting some answers, I'm forever looking forward for some signs...
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