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Teapot

Impossible, invisible but somehow still nearby. A teapot in the orbit of a planet faraway. Omnipotent (supposedly), but gallingly benign. As silent as the sky at night and nowhere to be seen. A speck of dust is planet earth caught in this beam of light that shines despite the dark of space, beckoning us home.
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joe-roberts
American
Published
Sep 26, 2012
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Just a poem about god.

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