Letter of Thanksgiving to the Pope in Rome

Thank You, Holy Father. May our forgiving and exquisite God bless You all Your Life, all Your Luck and Your loving heart! Because of His exquisite Wisdom and Kindness, I keep my Belief holly in that that's undermining my fear of Death and my fear of tomorrow.

The fire extinct, my soul owned to Rome only, to preserve the anguished spreading of diseases- The order to fire may overcome in disaster , naufragés may overcome safety's net, the abstract thinking about allow you to permit the coming back.

To build a 🏡. To pray for tomorrow. That's undermining what's weak - and makes everything and everyone better than before, I believe. 

Do I belong?! Am I grateful enough?!