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I wrote something quick.

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A soul is born and a thread is unspun

From the godhead, a ball of yarn

Extension of the fabric, a collective conscience

Divinely intertwined our string-y selves are one

But how can that be! I am you and you are me

When I see nothing woven in you, no conscience, no convictions, no memory

Frankly, as I see you, you’re torn and frayed

And for as long as I have known you, I’ve only been afraid

Yet from the same essence, fibers of incandescence, we were stitched

In God himself, there can be no glitch

I must accept that maybe, only to me, you’re a bitch

And once reality has worn us, he will put us back in the closet

Back to God

Back to the ball of yarn

The colorful composite

that you and I are

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