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Nov 2018
I sit.
I watch.
I speak, yes accordingly.

I think.
I laugh.
I ponder things in a daily manner.

But what makes people think they always speaking for me?

I'm here.
I'm there.
Many know of my power that I'm everywhere.

I strike.
I create.
Formed everything above and below.
But what make people think speaking for me?

They argue.
The agree and of course disagree.
But somewhere within the mist someone gonna tries stating they know my thought.

And my thoughts, are not your thoughts.

Adam and Eve are usually spoken of about what two humans I created?
And told to multiply.

Unless it's dealing with two of the same gender?
Then others state what's against my logic?

But are you me?
I hadn't spoken a word.

You took what you thought?
And twisted my words.
And mainly a majority of what I think?
Is often spoken by man.

I am God.
Have you not heard?
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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