Sacred Thouhts

Every fiber of my being becomes prayerful — wordless, not addressed to any phony god. Simply out of gratitude arises the prayer towards this beautiful existence. Except for this existence, I don’t have any sacred place. This is the only holy, sacred temple. And I can treasure it now thanks to you…

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