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If I could count them, they would be more than the grains of sand. If I were to fall asleep counting and then wake up, you would still be there with me.
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I shall number them, and they shall be multiplied above the gravel; I rose up, and yet I am with thee. (If I tried to count them all up, their number would be more than all the grains of sand. And then I awake; and still I am with thee.)