A Prayer

I don't pray
but I do for her
it's all that's left
and she believes
so since 
there's something left
in me 
that wants to pray
I ask 
everything that's
happened to her
be washed away
the weight of it
lifted 
that she can be
the beautiful person
she is
I know trauma
can color
every experience 
and not let you 
trust anyone 
or anything
but 
you
one who 
I pray to
let her be
everything
she is 
unlimited by 
ugly tortuous 
experience 
I want nothing
need nothing
am nothing 
just a voice
crying out
for her
and every 
innocent soul
like her
that's all
I leave this here
to remember

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