-It was over…
time to walk away,
the bad guys had won again.

-Down the road,
a bearded old man beckoned me –

“Hi, I’m God,”
he said

“Hi God,” I answered,
“I’m just traveling through life.”

“I know, son, and I wish you
My speed…
carry on.”

-Imagine that,
bumping into God!
something divine about the whole thing.

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