GOD


In the silence between the thoughts, I feel you
In the breeze that touches me every time I stand with something in mind, I feel you
In the certainty of future, I feel the you
In the bad deeds that I did, I feel you 
In the movement fading, I feel you
In the comfort of birds chirping, I feel you
In the beauty of sun setting and moon rising, I feel you
The talk with my Amor and Amica, I feel you
In all the I love you's, I feel you
In the laughter and the tears around, I feel you
I feel you here with me always
I feel you in forever I know and forever I don't know
I know you and I trust you,
I love you and I feel you!

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