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Down on my knees, again. Why?

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On your knees, why?

Is it true, you're closer to god on your knees.

I don't know, that seems to be the belief.

*Whispers* I don't think it's true. I don't feel closer, I just have sore knees.

*kneels* I've always believed that God hears us, no matter what position we're in.

If that's true, why are we both down on our knees?
Why are you on your knees?

I didn't know why you were down here, so I thought I'd join you. *moves to sit cross legged* How long have you been kneeling?

I think an eternity, or maybe it was for a minute. Hard to say.

Now, I should join you. It is only fair. *Moves to sit cross legged.* Much better too.

I can see why you have sore knees then.

I'm Zoe. *offers a hand*

Hello, Zoe. Do you know Zoe is Greek, it means life.

*Takes hand.*

I'm Rafe.

Yes, I was born in Athens.

*shakes hand*

Nice to meet you, Rafe.

*Lets go of hand*

Nice to meet you, too. Why did you leave?

Athens? My father loved to move around and I was always with him.

*tilts her head*

Where are you from?

Yes. Did you like to move?

*Looks up* Everywhere I think. I don't know.

I did when I was growing up, it was fun. It was like a new adventure all the time, we went all over the world and I got to learn interesting things. But then i chose to settle down after awhile, my father still travels though.

*worried look*

You don't remember?

Where did you settle?

There are times when I think I do.

I chose to settle in Maine, near the water.

Do you remember anything significant or just flashes?

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