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Have you found Jesus yet? I found him on the back of a milk carton. But they wanted to lock him up. I found him at the Home Depot. But he called himself Hey Suse. I found him on my toast. But I was starving. I found him in a homeless man. But he just wanted my spare change. I could not find him in a church. I could not find him in the Book. They said I'd find him in my heart. But my eyes could not see him there. I steadied the blade over my heart, and plunged it deep. I found him in a river of blood. But he called himself Life.
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Apr 9, 2013
Apr 9, 2013 at 10:58 PM UTC
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Have you found Jesus yet? I found him on the back of a milk carton. But they wanted to lock him up. I found him at the Home Depot. But he called himself Hey Suse. I found him on my toast. But I was starving. I found him in a homeless man. But he just wanted my spare change. I could not find him in a church. I could not find him in the Book. They said I'd find him in my heart. But my eyes could not see him there. I steadied the blade over my heart, and plunged it deep. I found him in a river of blood. But he called himself Life.
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Apr 9, 2013
Apr 9, 2013 at 10:58 PM UTC
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