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This poem is what I have to tell you about the creation of us humans |
| I wake up in the morning and try to understand the creation of...us I can't figure anything out just that supposedly God made us I have a question that boils inside me that I can't get out because I don't know how to ask it I know I'm not alone in these feelings but still Again I wake up in the morning and I try to understand the creation of...us |