I tried to write,
I prayed for ideas,
I felt lost,
But he was there...

I tried to be myself,
I put in efforts to please,
I tried to be more than what I am,
And he was there...

This person in the dark,
This loving soul that called my name,
This almighty countenance
This different presence....

Perhaps it was him,
Perhaps he was God...

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