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Impossibility

I can’t even describe how beautiful he is.
I can’t even describe the number of times he’s dealt with me.
I can’t even describe how perfect he is.
I can’t even describe the exotic images he bestows upon me.
I can’t even describe how fantastic it feels to be loved by him.
I can’t even describe the things he’s doing for me.
I can’t even describe how great of a listener he is.
I can’t even describe the astonishment I feel towards him.
I can’t even describe how much I crave him.
I can’t even describe my love for Jesus, because I’m sure you don’t have that kind of time.

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