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it's not that
you claim it

rather it
claims you

it's not the box
on a customs checklist

it's the island
calling you home
we're god's babies.
tonight
i'm saying

god?

it's me again
with more pain.

god.

gives me a cup of chai
faces me
waits

— The End —