Where?

I saw it 
It was clear as day 
That it was caught 
I didn't know how to use it 
What a dangerous thing 
The power of words 
The feeling of an instinct 
Is it true? 
How did it come to me at the moment? 
It was probably just that - nothing 
or God
God spoke to me that day 
It felt real 
But let's give it the benefit of the doubt 
Let's just be in the present 
And speak of what we can see 
Ask 
It's not real 
Or is it? 
Let's get lost 
Where'd you end up? 
It was there 
Everywhere 
Everything 
All the things I didn't want to feel 
It was as bright as day
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