God squeezes but does not strangle, or the saying goes.
God, I know I have denied you a lot lately, I've avoided swearing or cursing, but I was complaining about my so that even when it looked dark. I know that I avoided talking to you at length, but more for fear of saying stupid things that bother you because I want to say them. But I do not deny that in the midst of my anguish and despair, in the diner in the diner, some brief words of supplication made you come. You know what? Thanks for listening.
Thank you for finally see a little light, small, distant but now hopeful and that's enough for me.
Thank God for not hanging, thanks for pressing.
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