losing my religion

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god is like an old childhood friend

who i used to see everyday at preschool.

we'd share goldfish and giggle to each other at recess.

now, i only recall god in distant memories.

i roll my eyes at the thought of reconnecting with him:

how in the hell would i possibly find the contact information?

it's been decades,

we are not kids anymore.

i grew up, and grew out of god. grew out of the friendship.

sure, we went to school together from preschool til high school,

but, when it all comes down to it, god was a suffocating friend.

he'd get jealous easily, and cry when i'd sit with other friends at lunch.

the truth is:

while i may refer to god as a childhood friend,

he could've been an imaginary one too. 

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 07, 2020 ⏰

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