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He looked up at the sky and prayed 

To whatever they pray to
Hoping there is something to believe in,
Hoping there is someone listening 
Because he can’t be on his own anymore,
He couldn’t do it alone anymore.
He needed to share the burdens of his soul,
With someone who can handle it.

“Whoever you are, whatever you are
Do you think you can handle it?” He asked. Continue reading “Is Someone There?”