I believed in God for a day.
Half a day.
I was on the ground.
Nothing, nothing, nothing that motivated me to go on.
Scared of life.
It wasn't God, it was me who did it.
Crawled till I could walk again.
And then, I learn, that I might never walk again, sooner or later.
I asked one day to give me something, a disease, and save someone else from this faith.
It happened.
I asked no one in particular.
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