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Divine Glimpses: A Child's Journey

When I was a child, I saw God

I saw Him, but it wasn't through my eyes

I heard Him. but His voice never entered my ears

I touched Him but never by my skin

I was forlorn, but I always felt Him beside me

Though He never left my heart

I make Him roam into my mind

Though He's not just a thought

He's mightier than everything, yet He lives in my heart

He's not in time, but I see Him timely

Though He's angry with me but

He's the best thing that's ever happened to me

I don't love Him the way He does and I curse myself for that

I pray that He will help me with it and

Forgive my miss conduct in our friendship

I have lost Him, and I beg Him to come back

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