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Where is God


In the ticking of clocks In pebbles or rocks In sunsets or sunrise In seas or skies In late night talks In lakeside walks In the busy street In a set of bare feet In fits of rage In an old lion's cage In a loud battle cry In a swollen black eye In a hole in the wall In the police phone call In red parking meters In empty theatres In a soldier's fears In the widow's tears In silent church rows In reality shows In library desks In girl scout vests In bottles of pills In one dollar bills In a broken toaster In a bar coaster In windshield wipers In a gang of bikers In stubbed toes In a bloody nose In the playground slide In a long car ride In laughter or smiles In grocery aisles In ketchup stains In paper chains In break-up letters In Christmas sweaters In tattoo parlors In the notes of a scholar In a fragile man's grip In an IV drip In dog-eared pages In living room stages In support group meetings In family greetings In fresh baked cookies In chain-smoking bookies In panic attacks In pressed navy slacks In scribbles and notes In holiday floats In an unraked yard In a birthday card In a Persian rug In an ungiven hug Where
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