That night God spoke to me
And asked if I were alright due to the circumstances
I told him had very little sleep recently, slyly he put his finger on my forehead
And I fell asleep an slept for almost six hours
After that another day brook the night and I realized that some of burdens had been lifted from my shoulders
Some but not all


I am who I was when I wrote this text but I do not know if I exist now. I am from Scandinavia where the arctic starts and the world ends. The winter is here and is so cold...

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