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Jul 2020
Stop calling, stop calling me a nonbeliever
Just because I don’t carry an internal representation God
Forgive me, for goodness sakes
I don’t have the fever, it’s what I’ve told the reaper

Stop calling, stop calling me a nonbeliever
God is not my vending machine for health, weath and joy
Forgive me for goodness sakes
I manage my own emotions and what sleeps in my heart makes me braver

Stop calling! stop calling me non believer
Notice how quickly God vanishes with his creativity?
When a snowflake lands on your nose in winter
Stop calling me a non believer when I have respect for the divinity

No, I don’t talk with infinity and worship isn’t my priority
I think a mere instant is plenty enough
No, I don’t have the fever (of idolizing the creator)
Stop calling me, let’s meet.. I am your neighbour.
Written by
Andrea
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