Pixelated Prayer.

Head bowed.

Eyes shut.

Hands together.

Same words.

Then, repeat.

Punctual prayer.

I cannot reach you that way.

I sit there and I think to myself.

This is not prayer.

This is a process.

I find you writing.

I think.

I type.

I pray.

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