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Request

Like the snapping of a cord,
Something gave me a scare.
This may sound odd Lord,
But it’s a crucial prayer.

On my desk is this little box,
All my friends live there.
They kept me going with their talks,
But it’s now lonely in my computer chair.

Please heal the little box, Lord,
Like you have me through prayer.
Allow me to share your word,
Continuing to praise you there.

Quihadi