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Nov 2015
and in the end, that's God sitting up there
he just handed me God
I'm holding God in my mouth
that's God sitting in my stomach
what else can really matter except that
in several thousand locations, heaven touches Earth
constantly, creating wormholes and chasms and the Lord
the creator of the universe, sits in my cells, right now
God waits in the space between the highest and the lowest of realms
connecting the vaults of angels and the meanest human on this earth
He waits. and He waits for us to eat Him, in the most
******, necessary way possible- He waits for us to need Him,
and He is there, waiting. Our God is there. My God is here.
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M  The back of your mind
(The back of your mind)   
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       Sumina Thapaliya, L, --- and R
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