In Conversation With God
Bring it on dear life, both joy and the pain;
it is, after all, a game of ping pong.
Our childlike heart is free from feral stain
and divine magnetism has made us strong.
Our vibrant presence, is by bliss controlled,
so do bring on stories, as yet untold.
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