Wednesday, December 13, 2006

Under the God's stare

L0rd, I'm dying.
I'm alone and nobody cures me.
My soul are flying alone without any guide.
But I'm here. Here with you.
This is the only important thing.
The rest is vanity.
The rest are my weaknesses.
You can touch me and I live.
You touch me and I don't die.
No other matters are important.

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