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You are connected to something, I just dont know what it is and why you are. I guess that is just the nature of faith. You either have or you dont. It leaves you all the time and can just as easily be returned.
Im lost in this poem, in and out of faith. The truth is I was lost when I started writing it but I always believed that it had a purpose.
And here you are buttercup, dancing to my prose but I am looking for elevation, a revelation that you and I are great people and one day the world will know it too.
