There are things that are too big for us people.
Pain,
loneliness,
death,
but they r few more
beauty,
eminence
and
happiness.
Because of this,we have created religion.
What happens when we lose that?
Those things are still too big for us.
What stays with us,is the poetry of our individual lives.
Is that strong enough,to carry us?
Do any1 of u have answers for them??
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