Before we spoke to the aliens,
I served coffee.
After we spoke to the aliens,
I served coffee.
I still sleep in my small bed,
in my small room,
next door to the man
who leaves the world every night.
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Let go. Let God. Jesus will save you.
But until then, we don’t want to interfere.
God is great!