Everyone needs a miracle.
I need them every day.
Couldn't make it in this impossible invention
without the intervention of the miracle.
For some, it's the soft word when wrath seemed more fitting or expected.
For some, it's encouragement when no shred of hope could otherwise belong.
For some, it's the forgiveness I never deserved but desperately needed like a thirsty soul wasting away in the dying desert heat of hell's accusatory fury.
For some, it's just 'a break' when otherwise no end of the story to write home about.
For others, it's the cure to cancer and the confirmation we'll see our loved ones again some day in that place.
For me, right now,
But everyone needs a miracle.
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