I prayed to God.
God, i need comfort today.
I need to be comforted now.
God sent me a feather.
Feather flew down to my naked feet.
It began to touch my feet
in soft, feathery ways
that only a feather can do.
I simply looked at the feather
and my feet, reveling in joy.
I smiled.
I was silent.
Feather was silent.
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