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untitled (my God is not a man)

my God is not a man

in my mind

He can’t be anything.

for i can’t comprehend

what would lie

at that edge of Knowing

could forgiveness not be ?

if for not ?

a first instance, of you ?

now i confuse: what is

with what was

with what i talk about

because God was not there

i thought He

wandered while i wandered

yet, the whole time He was

it was me

it was not him back then

it never could have been

if it had:

my god would be a Man.

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