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Sometimes, I feel as though God has placed me in the middle of a web of conspiracies.
And the only luxury I get since I'm in it is to cry.
I don't know much. But I'm sure about one thing: God loves me. Even if I feel like nobody does.
I don't really know what to dream about anymore. I would like to dream about eternity. But that is something beyond anything I could ever imagine. What now?
Sometimes, I feel as though God has placed me in the middle of a web of conspiracies.
And the only luxury I get since I'm in it is to cry.
I don't know much. But I'm sure about one thing: God loves me. Even if I feel like nobody does.
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Labels: stones on the Walk
-Michael Ondaatje, The English Patient
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