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November  2019

I met God today. Was in the mirror. But for some reason he was locked. Locked within those bones pressed against my skin, or his skin? Mine is not, I don't believe in God. I keep running towards him while he chase me. Why cant I get some space from me or him?

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Daniel Balde, June 13th 2020

 

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