Are you really an atheist?
But where is your atheism
When you are living with breath?
Do you not know who is there
And giving a start in
Functioning your own lungs?
You are recovering normal
Breathing by resting and
What does it mean?
Just wait and catch
Your own breath!
Theist or atheist - no matter,
But you are living with me,
That matters, my dear.
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