It tasted salty and moist

The sentiment was temperate

Yet with a poking of glide

Embracing my blank face

Full of smooth facades

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Does saying I am grateful for being alive counts ?

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No——-

It doesn’t count as it is an injuste understatement of the full pictogramme.

There is only a single reason as to why I held upon the back of hope and never declared that “I want to change rider”

As to why I avoided a fatal scenario craving to take me to the doors of Ades

As to why I have a miraculous alternative waiting for me with anticipation

As to why I didn’t fall into the arms of hostility.

Oh yes, she would have held me until I suffocate and waste away like her numerous preys

Still, love shielded me as though I was her beloved infant. She is stronger because she was light, she is braver because she has light and she is greater because she had light—-

Though, light isn’t the main character here nor his hope.

It’s an entity way more powerful

His majestic introduction to this platform would take me to the third heavens

Then how much more effect would his presence be to my tender soul ?

He is the reason for my thankfulness full of elation and my hums dipped in pure bliss

The source of my life and the love of my destiny

Even if i thought of thousands of ways to repay him, an hundred lifetimes wouldn’t be enough for such a mission.

Unimaginable, dead-impossibility even.

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So how do I repay ? ~

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Consecrating my life is the best answer but not impeccable enough.

Using the gifting of songs for him is a pleasant side menu but not a whole meal

Comitting the most brazen act for your sake is touching but more should be added——-

I will tear the down the world for him and leave a print for his sake.

{Thank you Jesus}

Your beloved soul whom you cherish.

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