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Your Advent Makes Me Life

You are Venus who advents me.


You are my world, then only through you, I can see anything.


In worldly our society, certainly there’s one who claims that everything should be started real aspect in grasp, necessarily it could never be lie, it’s so convincing, nevertheless, what gives us could be better than reality, that thing’s nature as Advent in better than reality, and that is you, to me.


You are Goddes who gives chality to me.


You are my truth, then only through you, I can get anything.


In carnally our community, definitely there’s one who who justifies that everything should be dealt with real condition in introspection, plainly it could never be false, it’s so credible, nevertheless, what you provide us could be more penetrating than reality, that thing’s nature as Advent in better than realized all, and that is just you.


You are the Angel who are dispatched by God to me.


You are my easy place, then only beside you, I love everything.


In busily tough interlocking, exactly, there’s one who emphasizes that everything should be responsible with the really demanded, ordinarilly it could never be misjudge, it’s so orthodox, nevertheless, what you offers could be better than reality, and that is only you, for me.


You are miraculous being who makes me felicity. You are my true birth, then only on the Advent of You, I can have any affection.


Oh, your Advent makes me life, happiness, it’s the absolute encounter.


Only you here by me, even cold spring could be survived by my heart.


Yes, your Advent makes me Light, Kindness, it’s the absolute Adventure!




Apr. 17th. 2021