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you call him a prophet, don't you?but why? he might be one of us, but he might be above us, around us and everywhere where you dare looking...I'd rather be the number in your books of numbers than a number... I pray you with my heartI plea you with my soulVery 'eavy, very 'umble, neglectable but nevertherless I stand in front of you, miserable, barefooted, in rags, full of strength and dedication.and lead me not into temptation but deliver me from evil