Jul 23, 2021
1 min read
the only thing I know
poem
is that I have no control at all
I’m just one of God’s
molecules
He can do with me
what He wants
who am I to complain
some days I only wish
my plans and His
were more alike
prose scrawled on the cave walls — poems, thoughts, and stories from the remarkably unremarkable
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