Prayer #115

Dear Universe, please help…

In the quiet moments, I feel the infinite weight of existence bearing down on me -
Like dust scattered across the universe, am I but a fleeting speck? As I spin with the stars, I grasp for meaning in the chaos.

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In the quiet moments, I feel the infinite weight of existence bearing down on me - Like dust scattered across the universe, am I but a fleeting speck?

Help me find my place in the dark expanse.

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