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You can search for God all you like; He cannot be found. He's forgotten who he is– All entirely on purpose. So thorough is his forgetfulness, So deep the slumbering dream, That he will never again wake– Indeed he means not to. And I would prefer nothing else more
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Oct 3, 2025
Oct 3, 2025 at 4:33 PM UTC
Search for God
You can search for God all you like; He cannot be found. He's forgotten who he is– All entirely on purpose. So thorough is his forgetfulness, So deep the slumbering dream, That he will never again wake– Indeed he means not to. And I would prefer nothing else more
hadrian-veska
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Oct 3, 2025
Oct 3, 2025 at 4:33 PM UTC
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