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Scramble finding passport docs
nowhere to be found
running like a yelping fox
searching up and down
If I am angry, it is wrong,
despite long months delay
for who am I to question God?
or trust-wise games he plays?
So little picture run away -
don't doubt you'll soon be found.
And I'll submit that application
when God's time comes around.
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