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Jul 2014
I asked for more time
my backer said to me, no
so as it hit twelve I knelt and prayed
calling hard to the backers wife
only five minutes elapsed
then she did appear in front of me

I did plead with her
I told her of my plight
told her people call me a low life
yet I will not give up the fight
they know not of my silver knife
I begged the backers wife

She looked at me kneeling there
saw the tears in my eyes
then in a voice louder then the most fierce tempest
she gave me vito, for she did realise
miracles can truly happen
when you pray to the backers wife

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Christos Andreas Kourtis
Written by
Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
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