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Jul 2015
most times he just turns us loose to
discover or **** up
by ourself

But in an instant he guides us
to understand
the depth

Of the existence plays a psalm
for us to
remember

Or a miracle for us to
recall how
this world

is all a game meant
to be taken
one day

at a time
wordvango
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