It's not just here that we need to believe, not just in this city. Because everyone's tested, everywhere.
How much pressure can we handle before we crack? What will it take to piece us back together? Because whether You sent us angels or not, the only real hope we have is each other.
We get lost, we're afraid...and You know what it's like for the lost and the frightened. They lose faith in You, in themselves, in each other.
So maybe You've sent us those angels, or maybe...maybe You just need us to believe in them. But for me, I need You.
This time my faith, my belief, even in the angels You might've sent my way...they're not enough. They're not enough, not this time.
Please, please help me. Don't let this happen again.
(The Cleaner)
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How much pressure can we handle before we crack? What will it take to piece us back together? Because whether You sent us angels or not, the only real hope we have is each other.
