I can’t make up my mind
but maybe I’m never supposed to
or maybe I’m always supposed to
but none of the choices are good
or all of the facts are distorted
or all people except me are confusing
or it’s just not worth the effort
In the end, what do I know?
Then I heard a murmur of living water
welling up and whispering within me
Come to the Father
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