God
Where is God?
Is she asleep?
The world is on fire...
Where's the Shepard of the sheep?
Please tell me she's not dead.
Ignoring the voices in my head.
Maybe she's playing bridge in a galaxy far away.
Leaving us to our devices, until the end of days...
Perhaps she's tired of false confessions, and frivolous prayers...
Maybe it's that she just simply doesn't care...
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