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Church

Today, I went to my church My church is not a building It is not a person to go listen to It is a place where I go and I know I am there when I arrive It just so happens that when I experience a crossroad here in my new country The old country The crossroad is usually at the pass of a church. Today, I just went outside for a drive I had no idea where I was going I just drove and drove and drove I made a left here went straight for a while then turned right at the third exit of a roundabout A friend once told me never worry about getting lost. because all roads lead to home My phone battery was dying and I had to go pee I was just driving and I turned a corner and there was my crossroad and I stopped. I was in front of the church I parked my car and gave thank you to my gods For my life and the life that I am living. ~ Pauly G

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