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See the thing about God is... People You, me, he, she, I, they, we... People love to forget their own purpose. Love to live in the bliss or ignorance,
I’m breathing But am I living? Do I wake up each morning ready for the unpredictable opportunities of the day? When a new door opens, do I step through?
Up in the bell tower Over yonder way They ring for the hour Of twelve on God’s days Upon the carillon Guised in a garb pitch dark A man plays a song Which sets a mood so stark