Alone I wander .
God?
I haven’t left.
Fearful I fret.
God?
I’m here.
Worried I cry out.
God?
Still here.
Lost I flounder.
God?
I hear you.
God?
Yes.
You are there.
I never left.
I guess I did.
Yes.
I’m sorry.
I know. I forgive you.
You do?
Of course, my child.
I love you too.
I know child. I’ve always loved you.
Thanks, God.
You are welcome.
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