I hear a voice talk to me
I hear god talk to me
I don’t see him but I can hear him
I can’t feel him but I can hear him
I don’t know him but I can hear him
I ask him things and he answers
I call him god I dont tell any others
Than I think why me
Why me rather than anyother
Why me a young child
Now I see that god was me
Me thinking on everything and how deal with it
I don’t blevie in god much anymore
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