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Water works
God's love is unconditional
but he shut up the seas behind doors
when it burst forth from the womb
and set its doors and bars in place
when he said, " This far you may come and no farther; here is where your proud waves halt.
So I won't let you drown me
as your tears fill the dead living room
I proceed to leave.
When I was younger I would stay
and try my hardest to row, row,
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Friday 24th February 2017 2:39 am
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