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He knows. Even if you don't believe in him, he knows. He knows how many tears you'll shed, how many scars you'll end up with. He knows who you'll get together with and break up with, who you'll love with all your heart and who you'll despise with all your being. He knows every step you'll take, forward or backward. He knows every syllable you'll utter because you already have. He knows each time you'll rise and fall. He knows the tone of your laugh and how many times it will sound. He knows each dream plot line, or lack thereof. He knows the lines in your hand and the shade of your skin, how long your hair was before you cut it and how many fragments sparkle in your irises. He knows what time zone you function in and the colour of the sunrises and sunsets from where you stand. He knows, when you'll suffer and when you'll rejoice. He knows how you live and when you'll die.
Even if you don't believe in him, he knows.
Even if you don't believe in him, he knows.