Relax.
Theres such despair in a psalm. I cant do much without you. My soul is blind.
Karma Police, this is what you get, I lost myself.
I miss you.
I love you.
I like a creation of yours, her name is — too important to write here.
Good-Night, Lord. I appreciate you so much.
I think psalms were written for those who pick up the bible as a last resort. So hence the dispair? I started reading Job again.
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