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Jan 2014
Saint Augustine,
I do not want to read about you
and your Free Choice of Will
Because I do not choose
To think of him inbetween
your words

And I do not choose
To remember him
When my eyes drift between
your lines

'Cause when it came to him
I always had a choice,
Just not the will,
And sometimes still;

I don't know how to choose.
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   Timothy and Theia Gwen
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