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Apr 6
where do you go when you are out of your head
when all of the noise draws you far from your bed
when so many people are blocking your view
and all you can say is, “I’m looking for You”

where is your body when you run out of Soul
when is too much and what leads you to let go
and when is The Answer too close to your heart
for you to receive it with all that you are

and when do your worries turn into the norm
to keep you from wanting to’ve ever been born
when is the Sun going to shine the right way
and what will it take to make you be okay?
“да будете сынами Отца вашего Небесного, ибо Он повелевает солнцу Своему восходить над злыми и добрыми и посылает дождь на праведных и неправедных.”
‭‭От Матфея ‭5:45‬
Olga Valerevna
Written by
Olga Valerevna  Vladivostok
(Vladivostok)   
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     not a prognosis, Imran Islam and TSPoetry
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