feeling towards heaven

god & Mud.

i have many people i love who are lost.
they are open-hearted, intelligent, and good-spirited,
yet they wander so violently.

they ask me: where should i go? how do i know?
and i remember when i wandered too.
i remember my years spent drenched in blue
and i tell them to look for clues…

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