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Lxnnnie Rutledzh

Lxnnnie Rutledzh

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I have been in a thousand houses
that have dining rooms
that are never used.
 
When I look into the river—
My reflection is refused.
 
God is not dead—
 
Just confused.
 
I have broken a thousand windows
with the pain I trade for love
and the laughter I evoke.
 
When I look into the mirror—
All I see is smoke.
 
God is not dead—
 
Just a joke.

(2014)

#God #MoveOnReality #Strength #ToToTry

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