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| Dear Universe by � vision_wolfe Are you out there, looking after me? That's what I always believed, and that's what I depend on now. Nothing in my life is at all stable, and all I know is that the more I love the more I hurt, the more I crave the more alone I feel, the more I do the less I want to be doing anything, the more I write the more confused I become. Is that me, overthinking, or are you really a God who plays with His/Her Creations like I play with the kitties and their toys? Gods know, I definitely feel like a cat toy lately. What I want to know is, are You the Cat, or the One holding the toy? Just wondering, Universal One... Kari, who can't stop asking, in case she gets an answer she can comprehend. |
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