God, I cannot count on my position.
It is as weighty as a whisper of air.
I cannot count on my possessions.
They cannot bear the burden of my aspirations.
I cannot count on my peers.
They can be as wavering as the weather.
But I can count on you.
You are my hope.
My rock.
My fortress.
With you I will not be shaken.
With you I am on solid ground.
In you I rest like a baby.
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