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It is meant to be shared,
But because of its
Competitive edge,
It has more appeal
On a personal note,
It keeps you far ahead
Of sunrise and sunset.

Prayer gave me shape,
Perfect proportion;

Prayer gave me reason,
Understaning the art of patience;

Prayer gave me science
I now know the reason for counting;

Prayer made me beautiful;
Realising the style of repetition:

Prayer gave me step and stealth,
I don't rush for what is not mine:
What is mine comes to me.

Prayer gave me satisfaction,
Knowing that God gives me enough,
Every time and all the time.

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