Me Too

YOU TOO
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We all have
non-
existence
within us.



But I am mostly the element
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that feels like forever,
dancing in front of the mirror,
always praying always asking
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please God let me have him, let me have her,
let me have me and
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Thank You,
yes I remember that is part of the prayer,
not just the asking,
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but a Big Thanks, so God will know
I'm not always for me me me,
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on the contrary, a grateful humble seeker on the path
to the truth with the blue edge,

next stop Heaven,
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where a sweet mother stirring broth spots me,
a hallowed saint relieved of arrows, pierced no more,
smiles at last,
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or Jesus Himself who once asked the Father why he was forsaken,
found out he wasn't,
just like us.
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If you don't love Jesus don't be affronted,
pick your savior,
the one who lives in your ego,
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or save a place in the black hole of nonexistence,
wear the cloak of skeptics, the oblivion they pray is true.
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How plucky to be a fleeting spark within a voice
bound to be halted forever,
to arise at first light's beam never blessed by Heaven,
know that born on earth is good enough,
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and happily ever after is a tale of Grimm.