The power of magic ascends as a prayer. I write you these words to remind you every one, even prayers, can appear as a nay-sayer.
How you choose your no's is how you guide your knows.
Pray for everyone's sweetest life, for that too would reflect you. You may never cross paths again and yet prayers all have a way in.
When you release the picture of what it could be, God plays pease as a melody, You meet angels in the eyes of grace and you're reminded that you are your only saving grace. See this prayer is a story of you, too.