gospelriver poem

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truth comes for me

all the time

like a river

it leads

it follows

(it flows just like that)

it can wind from pakistan

and cares not for ambiguous



bits run on blue bows

pieces of it found in the paw of a hare

some come

from a smart hat

a lot shines forth from whence blue eyes stare

or sprouts from the head

of an orange cat



it is no fluke

it means i am blessed

by not having to search for it

but to be found by truth, instead

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