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Dec 2018
I haven't prayed for three years now-
a fact my ma laments.
But I refuse to genuflect
without the evidence.

Even in my darkest hour,
I've had no need for fiction.
Solace I have always found
outside of heaven's jurisdiction.

So I live and so I'll die and
have naught to do with gospel lies.
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mlk  F
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